[ Man-wol blows on her bowl of soup to cool it down, that cold smile still plastered on her face. Her kind of personality, that delights in making others feel smaller than, who refuses to extend care to anyone else's feelings other than her own. ​]
So? What role would you give yourself? [ She takes a sip, pausing to taste it with a hum. ] 'cause I hope you're not the only cook.
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So? What role would you give yourself? [ She takes a sip, pausing to taste it with a hum. ] 'cause I hope you're not the only cook.