Though a very poorly laid one, there's nothing to catch at her once she reaches for the treat, and eventually her curiosity to find out what the boy has written overwhelms her natural wariness.
The candy disappears in a blink of the eye, leaving icy whorls in the wood grain.
A few minutes later a rather disgruntled Katya returns the paper as well, folded into a paper rose, because she doesn't know what the writing says. It's not in an alphabet she's learned yet.
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Though a very poorly laid one, there's nothing to catch at her once she reaches for the treat, and eventually her curiosity to find out what the boy has written overwhelms her natural wariness.
The candy disappears in a blink of the eye, leaving icy whorls in the wood grain.
A few minutes later a rather disgruntled Katya returns the paper as well, folded into a paper rose, because she doesn't know what the writing says. It's not in an alphabet she's learned yet.