
Walking into yet another outlet (read: warehouse), she uttered a quick "I swear if this doesn't sell ingredients..." under her breath before swinging the doors open to behold what the shop had in store. Spoiler alert: it did not sell ingredients. Shelves were laden with cardboard boxes whilst the few ledges protruding from the back wall were adorned with peculiar metal objects - parts of a machine perhaps. Letting a dishearted sigh escape her lips, she scanned the vicinity one last time before dejectedly dragging her feet to the exit.
@Daryus
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