After a brief silence, Joanne finally spoke up.

“They don't taste like the ones I had when I was young...

The ones I had when I was young were very sweet.

But this isn't that sweet.

It's a bit sour, but...

There's a sweet aftertaste." "Ha, ha, ha! That's great.

Well, it's bad if the s'mores pops are just sweet.

I like them sour and sweet.

It's more challenging." Renee made some meaningful comments, and started having one s'mores pop too.

"Mm... It's good! I've got to say that Quinton cooks well.

I feel like getting him into catering." Renee had never tasted such delicious s'mores pops.

She had a few of them at one go, and smugly started talking about Quinton again.

1 But Joanne was no longer that repulsed.

She even chimed in, " Yeah, you're right.

He's good at cooking.

was always the one who cooked when we were young." "Ts...that so?" Renee was

her breath for fear that Joanne might regain her wits and

from Joanne's expression and reaction that she did not

his cooking, I'll make him cook from now on..." Renee grabbed the

to

"Anything."

taking

made me feel at home, which I

and I don't want to

got many rooms

The more, the merrier.

even if I'm just

Renee was happy to see the

room to turn things around as

not have

not

such

Margaret checked the time, and asked Renee

had just escaped death

only heal faster with more

exited the room, they breathed

"Ms.

lady is

weakened to a ghastly

has to stay here to get better, regardless of her

If not...

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