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Posted: Mon Jul 31, 2017 8:01 am
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This was the strangest morning Fox Blisskiss had in a long time. Everything had been fairly standard up until this moment: Wake up, get dressed for work, spend 15 minutes carrying around a clingy cat while trying to do chores, brush teeth......and that's about where her usual routine had left her before it had gotten a little weird. Namely in that she'd stepped out of her bathroom for 2 seconds...and basically the entire interior of her apartment had melted into something else.
A quick pinch of a cheek (how did that even work, she briefly wondered) confirmed that yes, she was awake. No Bento. No Spica. And her couch had definitely not been covered with mid 50's floral print. At least for a moment, Fox seemed rather calm, nudging things with her feet as she paced the room, continuing to brush her teeth. Once she had an opportunity to rinse her mouth out and set her Toothbrush aside (bye Toothbrush), Fox checked the mark on the inside of her wrist.
"So this isn't the Prison," she said quietly, as if somehow the watercolor mark would talk back to her. "Also I didn't touch you," at least not while following the required commands.
The initial thought of 'What the frick-frack is going on' didn't hit for at least 5 more minutes when she had moved to stand at the window, looking outside into a both familiar, and very different, view. If she'd had a cup of coffee, she would have taken a drink right then. Instead, she put both hands on her hips, sighed, and after a long moment just threw them both up in the air and practically shouted; "WHAT THE ******** class="quote">azuredreams
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