Dawn pulls her knees up to her chest and balances the bowl on top of them, and stares down at her popcorn fondly. "It has frosting, too. I call it The Kettle Cookie Special. I think it might actually send me into a diabetic coma!" That was... an oddly cheery delivery.
This might actually call for some judging, not going to front.
[location: the couch]
Dawn pulls her knees up to her chest and balances the bowl on top of them, and stares down at her popcorn fondly. "It has frosting, too. I call it The Kettle Cookie Special. I think it might actually send me into a diabetic coma!" That was... an oddly cheery delivery.
This might actually call for some judging, not going to front.