[in Shooter's case, she had been keeping track of time (as best as she could, anyways) in her world ever since what she had done to Dead Master. was it months? or weeks? it could have been years or mere days, even.
she sets the pan down, steadying it while putting chocolate in. thanks for badly misshaping the pan, Dead Master.]
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she sets the pan down, steadying it while putting chocolate in. thanks for badly misshaping the pan, Dead Master.]