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[pilot_princess]

BZZZT!!

[That was definitely unexpected. The video flashes on to the sudden motion of Anemone smacking her head against the wall. She's in her bathroom, though her brief moment of leaning across the sink passes with her quickly trying to get away from it, hands knocking away what they could reach. A few bottles and two small jam jars, which sat on

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[ridingabicycle]

Ah...

[pilot_princess]

[Wait... that's her communicator still, isn't it?]

...don't tell me, you heard that.

[ridingabicycle]

Mmmm.

[pilot_princess]

What?

[ridingabicycle]

... Are you all right?

[pilot_princess]

Does it matter?

[ridingabicycle]

It matters to me.

[pilot_princess]

[LOUD SIGH oh god what is with these caring souls in her Discedo.] Are you related to Cuddy?

I'm fine. Just... fine.

[ridingabicycle]

Who? I'm re - friends with Kero-chan...

[pilot_princess]

Cuddy... she works at the hos... never mind. Who's Kero-chan?

[ridingabicycle]

He's a friend from home! I guess we came together.

[pilot_princess]

Aren't you lucky.

[ridingabicycle]

Yes. I'm very lucky.

[pilot_princess]

[And there's a loud bang. Guess who punched her counter.]

Did you need something?

[ridingabicycle]

To make sure you're okay!

[pilot_princess]

I'm fine. Why does it matter?