[ There's a roll of her eyes just before Heather bends to easily pick up a crate to bring leave for the Demeter kids to wash up and take to the delivery van. She waits for Johnny to catch up with her, snatching a strawberry for herself to brush on the front of her shirt, cleaning it a bit before popping it into her mouth, tossing the leaves into the grass. ]
Mmph. [ She wipes some juice off the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. ]
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Mmph. [ She wipes some juice off the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. ]