[ Amid the rubble comes a tense, high pitched cry: ] Are you even freaking serious right now?
[ Look, Naomi, she even stopped herself from swearing.
She's there, of course having grabbed a quick dinner in hopes of just flat out passing out due to a long, sleepless night. So, there's an angry counselor in her all plaid pajamas with the beginning of a bedhead, waving her arms frantically and yelling incantations left and right to try to stop the explosions.
One must question why her birth mother insisted on cursed stones for her own cabin, but she's always had a weird sense of non-humor, much like her daughter. Who doesn't think any of this is funny. ]
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[ Look, Naomi, she even stopped herself from swearing.
She's there, of course having grabbed a quick dinner in hopes of just flat out passing out due to a long, sleepless night. So, there's an angry counselor in her all plaid pajamas with the beginning of a bedhead, waving her arms frantically and yelling incantations left and right to try to stop the explosions.
One must question why her birth mother insisted on cursed stones for her own cabin, but she's always had a weird sense of non-humor, much like her daughter. Who doesn't think any of this is funny. ]