Ylva you stole my sweetroll!
~In Jorrvaskr~
Eyolf: Who took my sweetroll? Ylva!
~Time skip~
Eyolf: That was me 10 minutes ago, I was mad, but family is more important.
~another time skip~
Eyolf: That was me fifteen seconds ago, screw it. Kicks open the door to the sleeping quarters YLVA—!
Ylva: has her face half stuffed with a sweetroll 😶😳
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