okiness
One word had been something he never anticipated to mean much. ‘Wheat’, food, any kind of sustenance. He never figured that he would have control over something so important in his life as food. Yet here he is, eating dry wheat bread and complaining it tastes foul. He looks at the woman across from him. Well, maybe it wasn’t so foul, if she was there.
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