"Well. It took way too long to get him to stop shouting. I swear, some people have no- *HIC!* -idea how to treat a lady..."
Jenny took a long look at her overstuffed stomach, the once-cursed man inside that had thrown her in the dungeon all those years ago having finally gone still, finally gotten what he deserved. Stifling a small but satisfied belch and looking over her gurgling gut at the blueprint on the table, she placed one hand atop her full belly and readied her pencil with the other.
"Either way. Maybe now that he's my meal, I can actually focus on my work for the better...it's never easy engineering when you have such a major distraction living next door."

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In which the Mechanic finally gets her revenge on the Clothier for all the time she spent in the Dungeon, and I experiment with writing a mini-story to go with a piece.
What she doesn't realize is that the Goblin Tinkerer is no doubt gonna move in next door the next morning and he's gonna be an even BIGGER distraction, but don't tell her that. Just let her enjoy her dinner.

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Terraria and all of its content © Re-Logic: how many worthwhile vanity sets does Clothier sell again

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