Holly J stopped to look at the thing and the phone it was offering. Really, that toy was a phone, and she was getting it from a teddy bear. The teen in the ridiculous cowgirl outfit rolled her eyes, if it wouldn't go away without taking the phone... Holly J stooped down to take the mouse eared phone, "Thanks... I guess. Go, run away now." Holly J was not going to be stalked by a teddy bear anymore.
"Look, if I can just wake up from this crazy dream and go home, that'd be swell. I obviously was slipped something to cause me this crazy drug trip," Holly J had two options to think. This was a crazy dream caused by something out of her control, or reality. This could not, and never could be, in any universe, reality. Her voice was sharp and demanding, as if she says this harshly enough she'll get what she wants, "Really, what'll it take to get home?"
Every second that ticked by made that voice in Holly J's head insisting this was reality grow stronger. She also hated that voice, thought it was stupid, and there is no way this is real. Coma dream, that was it, she hit her head and now she's in a coma. Somehow, and be nice to the Mougles or whatever they are, "Right... PETA will be sure to give you an award for your care of animals."
"I remember some very creepy darkness, the sky falling," Holly J was going to think about this dream rationally until it made sense, even if it killed her. She took a step back as he looked her over, narrowing her eyes at his words which... didn't help things. "Rumors, so helpful. Any of them about how to get home? I would rather appreciate that. Now."
She sighed, it wasn't exactly his fault he was pretty but useless. This place wasn't home, and she was losing her mind... as it seemed right now. "I'm not appreciating today, sorry. I'm Holly J. Sinclair. Can I please get home?"
That's the stupidest name for a world she had ever heard... if he's telling the truth and not a delusion of some kind. Unless the world was just the city they were in, then its a stupid world with a stupid name.
"No way to get home? Unacceptable," Again, she sounded like if she demands it with enough anger it'll be true. And if this was true why the hell was he irritated, "Tell me how to get home."
Holly J narrowed her eyes, telling someone their world is gone, they can't get home, and then acting like you don't have time to explain this? Unbelievable, "I'm getting the brush off from a scar faced freak in a fluffy leather jacket."
"Fine, whatever, I'll figure this out for myself. Run along loser." She sighed, and started mumbling to herself, "It isn't like any of this is real."
Holly J stopped to look at the thing and the phone it was offering. Really, that toy was a phone, and she was getting it from a teddy bear. The teen in the ridiculous cowgirl outfit rolled her eyes, if it wouldn't go away without taking the phone... Holly J stooped down to take the mouse eared phone, "Thanks... I guess. Go, run away now." Holly J was not going to be stalked by a teddy bear anymore.
"Look, if I can just wake up from this crazy dream and go home, that'd be swell. I obviously was slipped something to cause me this crazy drug trip," Holly J had two options to think. This was a crazy dream caused by something out of her control, or reality. This could not, and never could be, in any universe, reality. Her voice was sharp and demanding, as if she says this harshly enough she'll get what she wants, "Really, what'll it take to get home?"
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Every second that ticked by made that voice in Holly J's head insisting this was reality grow stronger. She also hated that voice, thought it was stupid, and there is no way this is real. Coma dream, that was it, she hit her head and now she's in a coma. Somehow, and be nice to the Mougles or whatever they are, "Right... PETA will be sure to give you an award for your care of animals."
"I remember some very creepy darkness, the sky falling," Holly J was going to think about this dream rationally until it made sense, even if it killed her. She took a step back as he looked her over, narrowing her eyes at his words which... didn't help things. "Rumors, so helpful. Any of them about how to get home? I would rather appreciate that. Now."
She sighed, it wasn't exactly his fault he was pretty but useless. This place wasn't home, and she was losing her mind... as it seemed right now. "I'm not appreciating today, sorry. I'm Holly J. Sinclair. Can I please get home?"
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That's the stupidest name for a world she had ever heard... if he's telling the truth and not a delusion of some kind. Unless the world was just the city they were in, then its a stupid world with a stupid name.
"No way to get home? Unacceptable," Again, she sounded like if she demands it with enough anger it'll be true. And if this was true why the hell was he irritated, "Tell me how to get home."
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Holly J narrowed her eyes, telling someone their world is gone, they can't get home, and then acting like you don't have time to explain this? Unbelievable, "I'm getting the brush off from a scar faced freak in a fluffy leather jacket."
"Fine, whatever, I'll figure this out for myself. Run along loser." She sighed, and started mumbling to herself, "It isn't like any of this is real."
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