[ every time she hears about other worlds, the thought does cross her mind: what is it like, is it just as fucked up as hers, is there something out there to destroy it also? would her flower have affected it. the last thought is especially... self-centered of her, she realizes, but at least there's comfort in knowing that she had stopped the flower in her own world. well... there's no use thinking that way. ]
Olympia, huh. [ she didn't hate olympia. it seemed pretentious, but she it's not like she hadn't spent most of her time sleeping... but at least she doesn't sound disinterested. ] What's gelato?
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Olympia, huh. [ she didn't hate olympia. it seemed pretentious, but she it's not like she hadn't spent most of her time sleeping... but at least she doesn't sound disinterested. ] What's gelato?