Blue Tears Pokepasta Novels & Stories

It was now a weird thick blackish poisonous slosh that freaked the hell outta me. "What's this one that madam is making now? Have you started with your poison making again?" Caitlyn asked Tishe as she stared at the jar of slosh. Tishe nodded. "Yup, and it's almost done. I need everything to mix in evenly." "What ever did you put in there?" Gazelle asked, looking away from me. The butterflies were still there and were making me really uncomfortable. "Pineapple peels, raw okra and cow melon sap."

’’ enquired Nomthunzi, distractedly adjusting the linen adorning the cloth of her heavy bosom. ‘‘No, I am afraid it is brown.’’ replied Miriam, with just the slightest hint of acerbity colouring her words. But Nomthunzi was not one to make notice of such small details, and only pushed herself deeper into the couch. ‘‘Oh, no, then; I cannot bear the stuff. Green tea possesses the most elegant and delicate of flavours, and I could not do without it! No, not at all. But don’t fret, my dear, I’m quite sure a biscuit or two will do; you do have biscuits, of course?’’