Blueberries
Warning: Contains talk of abuse
“Bayaaa why do you keep him? Honestly…”
“It’s like this every time! One gold or nothing! EVERY TIME!”
Several of them started shouting, enraged, until Baya made a motion for them to stop.
“We’re done here. Meritt, I want this counted and split proper by morning.”
“O-Of course!” Meritt rushed off to the table.
The rest of the guild grumbled and whined but did as they were told, slowly dispersing. All but Blueten who stood still where she was, staring intently at Tora as he began to follow Baya away from the table.
Tora the 18th member.
Tora who hadn’t stolen anything.
Yet she had six gold, and knew she hadn’t stolen anything.
Meritt thought he’d stolen less than what he had.
The weaker members all had looked relieved.
She watched carefully as Tora, now calm, casually reached into his coat pocket and brought out the small bag he’d dropped earlier. He reached into it, plucked something out, and ate it. She squinted as he reached for another.
Blueberries.
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