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Mellinae sighed, and ran her hand along the rails of the stair rails. Life since Vday was boring. There was no excitement. No adventure. Her tall, dark, and handsome was busy doing work. So she was stuck here, doing nothing but looking gorgeous on a boring old Tuesday Night.

It was too early to try the bar. And far too late to wander the halls. The guards were a stickler for curfews and whatnot since the little ones had been ransacked. So off she was going to the kitchen for a evening snack. Not like there was much else to do around here.

Mellinae had reached the kitchen and threw open the door with a touch of an overdramatic sigh. She stormed toward the fridge, threw open those doors as well and shoved her entire head in. Maybe the cold would help liven her up. Help her think.

In the process she spotted some seagrass berries and seasoned kelp, and jerked em out and plopped them on the bar. The entire time, she remained oblivious to the dark, quiet octopus. It wasn't until she went to grab the fork that she noticed.

Which lead to her giving a tiny huff of a breath and gathering her heart with the palm of her hand. "Scared the sweet waves out of me. You're not supposed to sneak up on people like that." She scolded, before going and getting a fork.

"But since my mother taught me to be polite, wanna share some berries and gossip?" She asked, as tho that was a normal everyday thing.

Mel raised her hands to the sky and praised the gods. "Finally. A woman of taste!" She sighed, sliding over to take a seaweed roll.

"I have no clue how they survive here. Their food is either too bland or too rich. Theres no in between."she muttered. Taking a bite, she moaned alittle as the taste of home wandered across her tongue. "This is soooooo good." She whispered, her eyes closing. She missed home.
She eyed her darkened friend with a look of appreciation. This octo could cook.

Returning back to the gossip at hand, she swallowed her food and pointed "So. Apparently, if you skulk around the servants tunnels and entrances enough, you tend to catch gossip. And if you're as bored as I am during this lock down, gossip is life. " she took another bite of her sandwiches and chewed and swallowed before continuing.

"And I happen to have overheard that the King with all the daughters? Yeah. He is totes hooking up with the octo he was flirting with. I over heard a staff complaining about the food stains all over his sheets. " she giggled behind her hand. "Apparently, the king enjoys sea berries in and out of the bedroom. "