[Does this mean she's winning? It definitely feels like victory is close. She can taste it. Grasp it. Sees it in the sky above. A gold star well earned from an afternoon of charadeing.
Anyway, she gives herself five points. Nice. And sketches a small crescent moon in the dirt, before plopping down on the ground next to it, outstretched like the horrible star she's trying to be. Twinkle twinkle.]
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Anyway, she gives herself five points. Nice. And sketches a small crescent moon in the dirt, before plopping down on the ground next to it, outstretched like the horrible star she's trying to be. Twinkle twinkle.]