[it's a nice day! it's a weird day. the area across the bridge opened up into... uh, space? you can visit the moon?? she's genuinely not sure what to make of it. also she's been feeling... well, slowly awful, like a whole-body headache. sort of like a cold. so, instead of messing with anything, she's just sitting in the square, writing in her diary.
well. she was, until a rapid movement catches her attention out of the corner of her eye. she turns--
--and everything happens almost in slow motion, but quite quickly. dorothy is on her like a shot, wrapping her arms around her shoulders, extracting a ghkk?? noise at the gesture--
--and she's falling over on to the bench, journal and pen dropping to the ground, because she's hugging dorothy, too.
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well. she was, until a rapid movement catches her attention out of the corner of her eye. she turns--
--and everything happens almost in slow motion, but quite quickly. dorothy is on her like a shot, wrapping her arms around her shoulders, extracting a ghkk?? noise at the gesture--
--and she's falling over on to the bench, journal and pen dropping to the ground, because she's hugging dorothy, too.
???
well, the... whole-body cold is gone?]
Um.