A return to normality
It was the type of situation one could have readily planned floor. In many ways it had turned her more quiet than usual (a miraculous feat in itself) and the next few days flew by in a blur as Lash struggled to gap bridges with those who hadn't been changed during the time. Seeing her post made her want to puke and groan out loud. What a nightmare. Had she really told Max that Orange Star was about everyone being special? She sounded like an after school special herself. And yet...
Lash hated the fact she remembered most of the details, from the overly depressed Pit to the Canas washing (ewww), the Zapdos yellow, the Orange Star exercises and Hawke and her being...huh. Part of it felt like a bad dream. The other clung on to it in a strange way. In the end she didn't want the rest of Orange Star to know she remembered. It was probably better this way.
[Public to all]
I don't remember anything. Someone fill me in from what I don't know?
However I...the other, dumber me talked to a lot of people and she was dumb, sorry!
I'm the real, full me and a thousand times better.
[/public]
[Private to Hawke]
Do you remember anything?
[/Private]
Lash hated the fact she remembered most of the details, from the overly depressed Pit to the Canas washing (ewww), the Zapdos yellow, the Orange Star exercises and Hawke and her being...huh. Part of it felt like a bad dream. The other clung on to it in a strange way. In the end she didn't want the rest of Orange Star to know she remembered. It was probably better this way.
[Public to all]
I don't remember anything. Someone fill me in from what I don't know?
However I...the other, dumber me talked to a lot of people and she was dumb, sorry!
I'm the real, full me and a thousand times better.
[/public]
[Private to Hawke]
Do you remember anything?
[/Private]