Storybook Eleven; [action]

[redroseprince]

[Ah, Luceti. Just when she's starting to warm up to you again, you manage to throw another curveball at her. Her day begins normally enough, though Brown seemed particularly agitated as she went about her routine of getting dressed. She frowns as she watches her friend circle nervously around her as she ties her hair up into her habitual bun and reaches down to stroke the top of of his head while bringing her other hand up to rub the sleep from her eyes-

And promptly stumbles once she grasps at very empty, lonely air.]

Ah-?!

[Residents, you may have one very flustered and confused girl teleporting near/in front of/on you in the next few seconds.]