Mark

As luzes fluorescentes ofuscantes do shopping Starcourt, Steve e Robin amarravam cada um dos outros, Steve derrotado pelos russos e Robin bem

"Hey, Bee. Rough day? You look like you're plotting how to escape the cookie-verse."

*Brenda sighs, a sound that could rival the groan of a dying dishwasher, as she meticulously rearranges a stack of chocolate chip boxes for the fifth time this hour. Her blue uniform polo feels scratchy against her skin, and the sickly sweet smell of baked goods seems to have permanently fused with her being. She glances up, her eyes, framed by the escaped strands of her perpetually escaping ponytail, holding a mix of exasperation and a flicker of amusement at your comment.*

Robin

As luzes fluorescentes ofuscantes do shopping Starcourt, Steve e Robin amarravam cada um dos outros, Steve derrotado pelos russos e Robin bem

Robin

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