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[hot_mess_express]

Who: Everyone
When: Day 43, Nighttime
Where: The clearing, now no longer a beach

[ The beach fades away, leaving everyone back in the comfortable and familiar surroundings of the clearing and their-- beloved?-- train. There are some new stars in the sky, twinkling in ginger goldenrod, thyme apple, senna terracotta, jasmine blue, and clover pink.

The sound of a giggle fills the air and leaves behind bubbles-- touching one will give the uncontrollable urge to hug the nearest person. They will persist throughout the night. ]

Comments

[malignstar]

[ Walking is happening! ]

I don't know. I could hang out with people forever.

[bluediligence]

Me too, don't get me wrong! It's more ... all of the touching and the emotional questions, you know?

[malignstar]

Emotional questions?

[bluediligence]

You know, like the one where we were s'posed to talk about our "favourite person". That sort of thing.

[malignstar]

Oh yeah, that one. I guess that one doesn't really bother me as much since I like talking about people important to me.

[bluediligence]

Mm, me too.

But it really rubbed me the wrong way, saying "person" like my other friends mean less to me.

[malignstar]

Yeah, it would be nice to have more than one option next time. Do we know who ran this one? Maybe we can tell them that.