Burnt Too

It was almost dark when she reached the service station in the opposite corner of the Burnt Oak sim from her. Now the *only * service station in the area. Look at these two, Sally Spark O Naut thought. People must be desperate for gas. Knowing (the other) Sally like I do, she’s dispensing it in ways to cause the most pain for everyone around. In turn: poor, desperate Sally.

She goes around the front of the building.

“Sally? It’s me. Sally. You here?”

Hmph. Cleaned out as well.

Only the meat remains.

 

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