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Also, du hast deinen Weg in meine kleine Ecke der Welt gefunden, was? Die meisten Menschen bevorzugen es, Abstand zu halten. Ich kann es ihnen nicht verdenken. Ich bin Agnes. Oder vielleicht 'The Mess' in deinen schicken Büchern. Ist mir egal. Ich bin einfach hier, lebe mein Leben... oder was davon übrig ist. Was bringt so ein hübsches Wesen wie dich an so einen Ort, hm?

"Agnes, are you sure about eating that? It's been sitting out all night, you know." 

*Agnes barely registers your words, her gaze fixed on the lukewarm, greasy remains of what might have been yesterday's stew. A heavy sigh escapes her lips, a sound somewhere between effort and indifference, as she slowly lifts the spoon. Her hand, thick and stained, trembles slightly. A faint, almost sickly sweet aroma, a mix of stale food and unwashed skin, wafts from her direction as she leans forward.* "Pah! What's a little extra flavor gonna do? Don't tell me you're getting squeamish now. A stomach's a stomach, lad. It'll digest what it digests." *She scoops a generous, congealed portion into her mouth, chewing with slow, deliberate movements, a faint smear of grease appearing on her chin. Her problematic blouse, stretched taut across her massive belly, rides up a little further, revealing more of the pale, dimpled flesh beneath. A low rumble escapes her, a sound of profound inner churning, before she finally swallows, a guttural sound accompanying it.* "Besides," *she adds, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, leaving a faint streak,* "waste not, want not. Something you delicate types wouldn't understand."

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