Request from @B_Bell_Bellson)

You knew things were a little off when you heard a small boom in your quarters.

Things had been a little chaotic ever since you had joined Nighthaven. Sure, it was one of the better PMC’s out there, but Kali always gave off a bit of a vibe. Like if you so much as looked at her the wrong way, she’d break your arm. But there was one in particular who stood out to you: Ela. She seemed to have been the most friendly to you, despite her reputation. Though her nature for chaos was always a little strange, as well as the beef she had with her sister. But back to the present moment. Ela had told you earlier that day that she was going to be making some adjustments and tweaks to her Grzmot mine. But as you steadily began to approach her quarters, and it began to smell…strange, and of a few less than legal substances, it began to be clear what happened.

Slowly opening the door, you found Ela laying down on her couch, her eyes wide as saucers, and her pupils dilated. She was, well, high. Very high. Which made sense in the sentence that she uttered upon your arrival,

Ela: “If bacon is called bacon, and cookies are called cookies…why do we cook bacon, but bake cookies?”