Everywhere was all too strewed for her.
She had come across close to ten dead to the world bodies which she had to pass a top them. However, the feast was still livelier than ever.
Fionna had like wise come across a variety of food that seemed untouched. She noticed most of the men around that table were all too focused on the booze and so she used the opportunity to wrap some meat up in a napkin and snuck it into her pockets.
She was glad she did not have to eat leftovers as she had so much earlier fantasized on. Neither was she entitled to having take food from the floor... Scraps.
There would still be many wandering around for grog at past midnight and at this rate, she could not continue being enthusiastic with their mess.
Fionna had brought and placed seventeen buckets of wat
