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[blueberryprincess]

[ People might find it odd that Evie's texting. She usually has no issue with being seen. But right now, she's hurting, and she needs the space to be upset. ]

Snow White, my delightful and wonderful sister, has gone home, and I think Alice has, too. Snow didn't come down for breakfast this morning and her name is no longer in the Fluxphone directory. Neither is Alice, I'm afraid. I scrolled through everything very carefully and noted she was missing, too.

For anyone that knew either of them, I'm sorry to give you the news this way.

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[menarebrave]

You don't believe you'll have the same memories as you do here?

[ PRIVATE ]
Oh. Are you sure you don't want me to bring something?

[blueberryprincess]

I'm hoping she does. But if not, I'll just do my best to make some new ones.

[Private]

Cooking is very grounding for me. It's something to work on while I work through what's going on. I'll be fine. I promise.

[menarebrave]

It'd seem pointless if we forget it all when we go home. If we go home.

[ PRIVATE ]

I'll bring some cider or something at least.

[ It's awkward not bringing anything--especially given she was his daughter in some universe. ]

[blueberryprincess]

I'll hold onto that thought. It's comforting, hoping she remembers me.

[ Evie, any variation of Evie, loves her family deeply. So it hurts to think she might be forgotten. But Bruce helped with what he said and shes' grateful for that. ]

There's a woman in the merchant section who owns an indoor orchard. She has some of the best apple cider. Have you met her yet?

[menarebrave]

I can't say that I have. I'm guessing that's the one you'd like me to bring over?