*hugs walls*
I missed you guys.
((There she goes again, always talking to walls and ceiling and floors and corners. Hopeless. *shakes head* ))
And Doorknobs.
((No, don't you talk to me!
))
Why not?
<Because it's being mean.>
That's true. *nods wisely*
{Aren't you going to say hi to me?}
Hi ceiling. *blows a kiss*
[ *waits patiently* ]
Hi, floor. *hugs floor*
/It's always the corner that's neglected.\
*wonders how to hug a corner*
|Aren't you going to say hi to me?|
Who's that? I've never heard you before.
|I'll give you three guesses. |
Are you the window?
((There aren't any windows.))
|There goes the first guess.|
Are you a new inmate?
|Do I look like one?|
Well, I can't see you.
|Keep guessing.|
I know! You're the cactus!
|*sigh* I'm not a cactus. I'm LoN's notes.|
Her notes can talk?!
(('course they can't, it's all in your head, girl.))
|We do talk too.|
So you do. Well, hi, notes.