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[little_wing003]

Hey--does anyone know what's going on here? I mean, I don't want to be a pain or anything (sorry, Mr, Wayne), but it's just... I've got a six year old kid here who reeeeeally wants her mom. Is there a Bonnie King... anywhere? I don't mind looking after Cissie, but I think she kind of wants you a lot more than she wants me.

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[little_wing003]

She... isn't always? What is she when she's not a little girl (please don't say an alien slime monster)? I'm fine--a lot confused, but fine.

May I ask how I know you? I seem to be... remeeting a lot of people who apparently know me, while I don't know them. I'm sorry. I'm not usually this absent-minded. Maybe I hit my head or something--would explain how I got here without remembering anything about how.

[little_wing003]

Okay... well, I'm going to go on treating her like a little girl since... she is one right now.

I guess I don't remember a lot. I'm sorry. Are we... friends? I'm guessing we are, by the way you're so worried about me. And I don't know what happened. Last night I went to bed in my own room, in my own house, with my parents home, and I woke up this morning in a bed that wasn't mine, with a little girl as my roommate and no parental units in sight--hers or mine. It's a little unnerving.

[little_wing003]

Uh, sure--you know where I'm staying?

((OOC: Thread would probably be best, if only because I have about another 20 minutes before I need to get to bed--I'm working tomorrow O_O!!))

[little_wing003]

Cool. See you in a few.

((OOC: Would you mind terribly? Cissie says she's up for participating as well.))