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[fortunefail]

[It's been four days since this incident took place, and now Yuan's finally fully regaining consciousness. The first thing he notices is a pounding headache. Roughly ten seconds later, he realizes his surroundings aren't quite what he expected to see. He's lying virtually face-down in a bed in the clinic. Peculiar, because last he remembers, he'd

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[lostinmyway]

[Have a Grune! She wanders in, humming to herself, and she's carrying a bouquet of wildflowers.]

Oh my, hello! Isn't it a lovely day?

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[lostinmyway]

[… … …] Now what was I doing?

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[fortunefail]

[...] You were getting me a glass of water.

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[lostinmyway]

Oh, that's right. Here. Hold these. [She hands him the flowers, then gets up and wanders off.]

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[fortunefail]

[He takes the flowers, mildly confused. Why did she even have these with her in the first place?]

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[lostinmyway]

[She's gone for an awfully long time….]

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[fortunefail]

[After a few minutes, he just lays the flowers down beside him on the bed and leans back, mildly frustrated. Honestly, how long does it take to get water?]

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[lostinmyway]

[Grune wanders back in...completely empty-handed.]

Oh, hello.

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[fortunefail]

[He just stares at her, utterly dumbstruck.]

...

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[lostinmyway]

[And she's entirely oblivious.]

My, what lovely flowers.

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[fortunefail]

... You gave them to me.

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[lostinmyway]

Oh, did I? That's good. Flowers make this place looks so much prettier. I hope you enjoy them.

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[fortunefail]

[He gathers the flowers up again, holding them out to her.] You can have them.

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[lostinmyway]

No, I can pick more. You can keep them. [She looks at them for a moment.] Hmm. They don't look very happy. I think they need water.

[She wanders off again.]

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[fortunefail]

[Yuan just shakes his head in disbelief. He's doubtful whether she'll come back at all this time, but only time will tell.]

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[lostinmyway]

[Amazingly, after a very long time, Grune returns. In one hand she's got a pitcher of water, which definitely isn't going to become a flower vase, and, wonder of wonders, in the other she has a glass of water. She hands Yuan the glass.] There you go! You looked so thirsty I thought you might like a drink.

Here. I think the flowers are thirsty, too. [She reaches for the flowers.]