This could be a roller coaster. But no. Instead whoever beamed us up decided it has to be some stupid and lame train tracking, or is it trekking, somewhere in space.
[Buffy started, looking around momentarily for anything off, force of habit, before plopping on the seat besides Gwen once she knew the other girl was safely settled. With her knees drawn up against her chest, feet firmly planted on top of the cushion, Buffy turned to face the other girl, returning the smile and letting it linger long enough until Gwen recovered.
She'd walked through, what felt like a gazillion rooms of the same variety. Trying to talk to anyone who might know more than she did about what this train to bizarro world was, and Gwen was the first she felt comfortable with right off the bat.]
So, hot mess rider number - let's say eighty-nine because I'm pretty sure that's how many people I ran into on my way here, do you have a name? I'm Buffy.
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[Buffy started, looking around momentarily for anything off, force of habit, before plopping on the seat besides Gwen once she knew the other girl was safely settled. With her knees drawn up against her chest, feet firmly planted on top of the cushion, Buffy turned to face the other girl, returning the smile and letting it linger long enough until Gwen recovered.
She'd walked through, what felt like a gazillion rooms of the same variety. Trying to talk to anyone who might know more than she did about what this train to bizarro world was, and Gwen was the first she felt comfortable with right off the bat.]
So, hot mess rider number - let's say eighty-nine because I'm pretty sure that's how many people I ran into on my way here, do you have a name? I'm Buffy.