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[Still, she was stubborn yet. Crossing her arms and looking at the cake before...heavy sighing.]
But it can't be from starving I guess. Just don't make me a gross color. Which cakes?
[Utterly defeated. But she wanted to at least look like she had her pride. She didn't want that smirk to ridicule her.]