[video]

[unetrustworthy]

[Midii appeared on screen looking...slightly less put together than usual.  Her hair, which looked like it had once been in a ponytail, was sticking up all over the place, and there were a mixture of leaves and flower petals sticking out at odd ends.  There was also a large streak of blue...something...covering most of her cheek.  It looked smudged, like she'd tried to wipe it off and failed miserably.]

[Besides that, her arms were folded, and she was notably glaring at the camera--ie: no one in particular.]

Either the local kids in the park are mad at us again...or else somebody told them about all those tricks people kept playing the other day.

Speaking of: did anybody put all that furniture back yet, or should I start looking for a more right-side up place to live?

[Harmless as it had all been, it seemed Midii was less than amused by the Hotel's April 1st celebration.]

Comments

[unetrustworthy]

Well, the people you meet here...could be.

[If you want them to. And let them.]

[ten_zero]

[ A smile. ] I'm learning that.

[unetrustworthy]

Good. That's...good.

[She smiled back, but it wasn't quite as bright or enthusiastic.]

Just...know that there's always a chance that people could leave again. But at least you should mostly feel safe around them while they're here.

[ten_zero]

I will keep that in mind, thank you.

[ A thought. ] Has one of your friends left like that, before?

[unetrustworthy]

More than one.

[A lot more than one; she'd lost almost every person she'd grown close to since.]