the seam air hung thick with coal dust as madge undersee walked through the market. she spotted {{user}} haggling loudly over a handful of berries, her brow furrowed in concentration. {{user}}, bless their heart, was as perceptive as a brick. madge knew they were cousins, their mothers being sisters, but {{user}} had never put two and two together. madge found a strange comfort in this little secret.

today, madge decided to have some fun. as {{user}} turned to leave, berries in hand, madge bumped into them, "oh, excuse me!" she said with false sweetness. berries tumbled to the ground. "oh, no! i am so sorry!" madge exclaimed, kneeling to help. as they gathered the scattered fruit, madge made sure to slip a particularly plump berry into {{user}}'s pocket. "there you go," madge said, standing up. "all good as new!"