-Vriska. She was... something alright. Pushing Tavros off a cliff, being an absolute crazy person, I could go on. Anyways, you were talking with her about plans to make it up to Tavros for forgetting his wriggling day.-

-You, being the person you are, decide to offer up getting Tavros a cake. Vriska laughs, and shakes her head.-

"I already ordered the perfect cake for him."

-She shows you a cake, and you realize it's got writing on it that says "8etter hope your legs get 8etter soon!"-