[A nice SLAP sound disrupts whatever peace and quiet there was on the SFC network and the outside in general. This rude awakening comes in the form of two teenagers sprawled over each other looking disoriented as all get out.
Eventually, a voice one would recognize as belonging to Maka Albarn filters through.]...Soul? We're not in Death City
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At least there's plenty of towels around.
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Um. I don't think I've spoken to you before? My name's Maka.
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The upside is now I know what's going on at home.
The downside is...we're here. So I guess we'll just have to settle in again.
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Oh, and welcome back, I guess.
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--What? I didn't touch him! We just sort of...fell on top of each other.
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Hey lil' sis. You're back. What's the motherfuckin' haps?
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...Well, it definitely wasn't snowing the last time I was here. What's up with that?
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Miracles, sister. Motherfuckin' miracles.
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Welcome back.
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Then I guess my disappearing act worked like a charm. Thanks, Lily.
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