The Perfect Counterattack

Valerie was eating.

She made herself a plate of snacks. They were small, soft, and sweet like cotton candy.

She ate very quickly. There was still soft icing at the corner of her lips, but it did not seem rough at all.

The maid came over with a tissue and pointed at her right cheek. "Here."

Valerie was stunned. Then, she smiled at the maid. "Thank you."

In fact, the previous Valerie used to love to