[Road's dealing with her sugar deprivation about as well as she deals with being denied anything she wants - worse, even. No matter what she'd said, his cigarettes were already long gone.
She's sitting on the edge of the table, kicking her feet restlessly, waiting for Tyki to make an appearance. She frowns at him as he enters instead of her usual rush to cling to him, and narrows her eyes at the lack of sweets, but doesn't say anything about it.]
Let's go.
[And she's down off the table, heading towards the front door - too annoyed to even bother summoning her door instead.]
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She's sitting on the edge of the table, kicking her feet restlessly, waiting for Tyki to make an appearance. She frowns at him as he enters instead of her usual rush to cling to him, and narrows her eyes at the lack of sweets, but doesn't say anything about it.]
Let's go.
[And she's down off the table, heading towards the front door - too annoyed to even bother summoning her door instead.]
((ooc: ♥!))