[A. YOU ARE NOW IN A VERY MYSTERIOUS PLACE. It looks more or less like a regular park, but there are several things that make it more unsettling than relaxing--the sky that's gold instead of blue, the birds stopped in mid-flight, the strings of symbols that seem to be swimming through the air. It's as if time has stopped, save for a lone girl standing across.

Her stiff posture screams wariness if not outright hostility, but the sight of the newcomer makes her eyes narrow ever so slightly. It's just short of a glare, and her right hand twitches as if poised to strike.]

Who are you. [SHE WAS KIND OF EXPECTING SOMEONE ELSE MAN.] What are you doing here.

[Demands instead of questions. She's really not in the mood to play games here...]




[B. NOW IN A MUCH MORE RELAXED SETTING either a library or bookstore of some sort there's a girl walking through the aisles. She eventually stops where you're standing and gives a small pat on your shoulder.]

Sorry, but could you step over for a second? You're kind of in my way. [RUDE]




[C. SOMEWHERE INSIDE SOME CLOTHING STORE is a girl looking very keenly at two items she has before her: a pair of lace-up knee-high boots and a long white trench coat. And to be more specific, she's staring more keenly at the price tags than the actual items at this point.]

These boots are such a perfect fit, I doubt I'll find something like these again until next year, or maybe not even until the year after that. [She tugs on one of her braids in frustration.] But this coat is so cute.

[This is a real dilemma for her okay don't judge!!]