Cupcakes. A box full of vanilla and strawberry cupcakes, Solia had baked them to go around and say hello to
all the death hunters she could find. Ever hunter she passed that was not in death? She promised to make cupcakes in they sent her a text with their name and room number so she wouldn’t forget. There were a LOT of names on her phone. Almost all the cupcakes were gone as she found herself in the room she’d been told to help out in. Sort and file. Learn the basics before she could look at anything cool. All she was allowed to touch were the runic forms, the mission reports that were classed low enough for her- bills, notices, just grunt work.
Another girl was in the room, and Solia smiled. She didn’t know who that was so-
Cupcake set down in front of the stranger, Solia smiled. “Hi!”