A series of (un)fortunate social casualties
Description
Salvation (if you could call it that) came in the form of an spilt orange juice for Wendy.
Foreword
It's been a while since I put up a fic. I'm so sorry. I've been out on inspiration lately.
But yeah, for Wenrene day, this popped on my head. Call it angst, if you will. Enjoy!
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