Touchy tonight, aren't you?
...maybe a little.
And any idea why?
It's just been...a day.
Started off fun.
Yes, yes, that it did. Then I kept flipping in and out of limbo, and you know how I hate that place...
Yeah, well, you and magic at the best of times...
I know, I know.
So what else? Wasn't what he said, was it?
Only tangentially. It set me off. But I've been cranky for a few days.
Don't even tell me. You're not. You're NOT--
I'm...trying not to be. Harder than I thought.
...
I know, I know! You don't even have to say it, I know, already.
You're a fool.
Yeah. And I'm paying for it. I know that.
::sighs::
What else?
The radiant one bitching about the floor. That she altered in the first place!
Let it go.
Working on it.
You need mental help.
Of course I do. I'm talking to myself, aren't I?
::looks around, shrugs, returns to picking out outfits for the rave::
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