[today, in Camp, there is a strange scent wafting through the air...
The smell of fried burgers on two sesame seed buns-- of special sauce and lettuce and pickles...
Yes, you're smelling
THE BIG MAC!
With some of
And a little
And a
and that's not even the same chain!
Don't forget the refreshing side of
!
And it all belongs to one country-- who is now trying to have a conversation with a much, much skinnier girl.]
... You know, you need this more than me. You might freeze to death this winter or something!
(ooc; Dehiatus post! America and Morgana will be ~around~. Edit AND I am out for lunch!)