Following her, she scrunched her nose in distaste at the sausages. She didn't need more phallic shapes in her life. While she did thrive off attention, the men of Ravka were exhausting.
She plucked the cupcake from her instead. "I'm over phallic-shaped things and the people who own them." Men were so weak. Twisting her wrist, she eyed the cupcake—it was pretty, but Zoya shouldn't be surprised; anything representing women was always attractive—before she took a bite. She wiped her finger against the corner of her mouth.
Eyeing the sausages, Zoya felt a wicked jolt run through her. It'd been a long, long time since she chose to misbehave, but given that it was only her and the other woman…
Taking another bite of the cupcake, she looked at her. "Do you think anyone would miss the sausages if they were to somehow fall to the ground? Be ruined?"
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She plucked the cupcake from her instead. "I'm over phallic-shaped things and the people who own them." Men were so weak. Twisting her wrist, she eyed the cupcake—it was pretty, but Zoya shouldn't be surprised; anything representing women was always attractive—before she took a bite. She wiped her finger against the corner of her mouth.
Eyeing the sausages, Zoya felt a wicked jolt run through her. It'd been a long, long time since she chose to misbehave, but given that it was only her and the other woman…
Taking another bite of the cupcake, she looked at her. "Do you think anyone would miss the sausages if they were to somehow fall to the ground? Be ruined?"