[Hardly weird, when Night Sky has all but bared her soul. She makes her way down the stairs and looks around. It's very comfortable, every bit the image of what she would have expected of Night Sky.
The bed is plopped down onto, but she doesn't get too comfortable yet. Her arms open for Night Sky.]
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Date: 2024-02-13 06:07 pm (UTC)The bed is plopped down onto, but she doesn't get too comfortable yet. Her arms open for Night Sky.]
Don't keep me waiting. Come here.