-Sandra sits in the grass by a tree, idly playing with a finger trap-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?-Poofs into a black mist, enveloping and stalling the teen's rapid approach, before dropping them flat-
-Gracia is eating one of her lemons, glad that her supply now lacks competition-
edited 16th Apr '17 2:00:27 PM by SR3NORMANDY
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Everything alright?
-The mist has asked you a question-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?W-whoa! Who's there?
(he's backing up, reaching for his belt and grabbing a strange red-and-white ping-pong ball)
(he clicks a button on it, causing it to grow to the size of a baseball, before brandishing it in front of him like it's a firearm)
I swear, if you're a Hex Maniac trying to mess with me... or this is another weird dream...
What book? The Death of Arthur, or...?
Whoa whoa! Settle, petal. Calm your farm.
-The mist condenses into a freaky fanged fashionista right behind him-
-Gracia stiffens-
-oh no-
...
Hello.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

You have the right. Don't take it too far.
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