[It's after her song and dance that Perona had much of the same idea - to just sit and enjoy the moon, stars, and the sea. Though her idea of enjoying things is to leave her body behind in a dark patch of brush and trees and float around, carefree, as a ghost herself. She wafts above the waves without fear, doing loop the loops and twirls and--oh, a mermaid. The whiny, pink one!
Who was...in her teacup last time. Well. Hm.]
Are you supposed to be out of water for so long? [Hi, don't mind the floating girl right in your face.]
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Who was...in her teacup last time. Well. Hm.]
Are you supposed to be out of water for so long? [Hi, don't mind the floating girl right in your face.]