Laurel looks a bit sheepish. "I don't... I don't really remember mine? It's all fuzzy."
Still, her mind feels like it's been asleep for days, somehow. When she really thinks, she recalls little glimpses of things: a lot of gold, and candles, and maybe seeing Jesse and Ty, the sensation of missing Ivy, something like a party. It's less like a dream and more like a memory of someone else's life. Or like scenes from a movie she only half-watched, distracted by something else.
She nods, smoothing the front of her oversized pink t-shirt. The shade seems far too cheerful for the circumstance. "Yeah, she's... somewhere. Like. Totally okay. I was just going to go find her again."
Laurel & Issy
Laurel looks a bit sheepish. "I don't... I don't really remember mine? It's all fuzzy."
Still, her mind feels like it's been asleep for days, somehow. When she really thinks, she recalls little glimpses of things: a lot of gold, and candles, and maybe seeing Jesse and Ty, the sensation of missing Ivy, something like a party. It's less like a dream and more like a memory of someone else's life. Or like scenes from a movie she only half-watched, distracted by something else.
She nods, smoothing the front of her oversized pink t-shirt. The shade seems far too cheerful for the circumstance. "Yeah, she's... somewhere. Like. Totally okay. I was just going to go find her again."