Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-34369352-20190905231704/@comment-34369352-20190906081740

The girl looked up from her corner in the alleyway, and saw Ethan standing on a large tree branch waaayyy up above her.

She wondered why someone was hopping from tree branch to tree branch in the middle of a large city.

Coffee? Tea? Hot chocolate?

She distinctly remembered her father liking to drink a horrible concoction that smelled good but tasted awful. She took a sip of her father's cup when he wasn’t looking once, and he 'told' her that she wasn’t supposed to drink it at such a young age. He also told her it was called 'coffee'.

Tea...She think her mother also used to drink 'tea'. She never managed to steal a sip, but it also smelt nice.

Hot chocolate. She remembered a sweet, creamy taste at the back of her tongue. She has forgotten where she tasted it, but she thinks she likes chocolate.

But does 'hot chocolate' actually related to 'chocolate'?

“What....what is hot chocolate?”

She stood up from her spot in the corner.

Now that you can take a closer look at her, you realize she is covered in scars and bloody wounds that would probably kill her if it’s not treated soon.

Also, how did you expect a seven years old to climb a tree? Or reach you at all from that height?