No, thank you. [because, as she glances at the bowl, she remembers Gundham, and how this place almost definitely runs on Fairy Rules.
she picks the beanbag chair, sitting on it primly at first, her hands folded in her lap. the "at first" is because she's slowly slouching, because it's very tiring to be powering some jerk's ghost magic.]
-- Do you do group therapy in here or something? [god she had wanted to be cool and say something cool as an opening remark but instead she is just weirded out by the amount of chairs. this is too many chairs.]
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she picks the beanbag chair, sitting on it primly at first, her hands folded in her lap. the "at first" is because she's slowly slouching, because it's very tiring to be powering some jerk's ghost magic.]
-- Do you do group therapy in here or something? [god she had wanted to be cool and say something cool as an opening remark but instead she is just weirded out by the amount of chairs. this is too many chairs.]