Her bakery booth? King mused, briefly confused about why she wouldn't know if her own bakery booth had been moved or not - her explanation provided further context into her apparent distress. He followed her motions to the butcher's stall. She was right, Kingsley knew he'd seen the stall there previously, though he hadn't been to the market in some week's time. Judging by her statement of habits this was obviously the first week it'd been gone.
"They do sound delicious," He responded, for she made them seem quite a little treat. No wonder she was distraught if they were as good as she made them out to be. King glanced around and noticed a few stalls had changed places since the last time he'd seen them. He wasn't sure of the exact bakery name she was speaking of, but surely it must have been around here somewhere? "Could the stalls have switched places or perhaps merely skipped a week?" King offered in return, eyeing the now sinister-looking butcher stall. As if on cue, the cleaver smacked down on the cutting board with a resounding thwack!
"They do sound delicious," He responded, for she made them seem quite a little treat. No wonder she was distraught if they were as good as she made them out to be. King glanced around and noticed a few stalls had changed places since the last time he'd seen them. He wasn't sure of the exact bakery name she was speaking of, but surely it must have been around here somewhere? "Could the stalls have switched places or perhaps merely skipped a week?" King offered in return, eyeing the now sinister-looking butcher stall. As if on cue, the cleaver smacked down on the cutting board with a resounding thwack!
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Gloriousness by MJ! <3