So, a while back,
tigremere requested an orginal story from me. She wanted (and still wants) the condiments on a table talking about all the people they've seen over the years.
I finally started that story today. Except, it's from the point of view of an empty ketchup packet discarded on the floor of a decrepit house, talking about the lone little salt shaker on a shelf in a barren cabinet. It's actually somewhat similiar to a ghost story.
Yeah.
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