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[sub][color=#993427][b]Location:[/b][/color] [color=gray]Jenkin's Diner, Rushford[/color]		[color=#993427][b]Date:[/b][/color] [color=gray]May 7th, 2019[/color]		[color=#993427][b]Interaction:[/b][/color] [color=gray]everyone[/color][/sub]
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	[color=#993427]"Are you kidding me? Omelets are fancy! I was never able to make one myself, most I can do is scrambled eggs."[/color] [color=gray]As soon as the coffee was done she poured some in a cup for herself, adding some of the cream they were able to find, and a packet of sugar. She mixed the drink with a wooden straw.

	All this talk about going outside was making her anxious. Mostly because she was worried about her family. She didn't know if her house had been looted or if her family was still there. Or if they were even alive. [/color][color=#993427]"I don't live too far away from here,"[/color][color=gray] she interjected. [/color][color=#993427]"Well... It's about a 45-minute walk, but my truck is still parked outside. We have a garden and some camping supplies..."[/color]