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* As much as waking up in a strange place was unexpected, hearing a flower talk to them was on a different level altogether. The day, or night, for that matter, had certainly taken a drastic turn, though the teen wasn’t sure where that turn began.

* For a moment, all they could do was stare, triggering an uncomfortable silence to fall between the two. Judging by the fact that they were already having trouble keeping their eyes open, the pale individual assumed they’d been imagining it all, but watching the flower wait for a response made them feel awkward about keeping them hanging.

* The lost, empty expression that had graced their face when the blossom began to speak was washed away, a smile blooming in its place. Might as well be polite, even if it is just a dream.

* ❝ Uh, hi there. ❞

* A bit of an awkward greeting, matching the forced smile, but it’d have to do for now. It took time for them to grow comfortable in a conversation.

* ❝ But yeah, you guessed it -- I’m as lost as I’ve ever been ! It uh -- It doesn’t really make things much easier seeing a talking flower . . . ❞

* Quickly, their chatter halted, forcing an even wider grin.

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* Waking up in a bed of actual flowers was probably one of the stranger things that had ever happened to the teen. Still, despite the aches of having slept on something that did not provide the proper amount of support as a bed, they were too shocked by the fact that they were not in their bedroom and they had no idea as to where they were, whatsoever.

* Eyes darting back and forth, they wandered around this unfamiliar land, hoping that the longer they traveled, perhaps they’d come across something that would ring a bell and help figure out where they were, but alas, everything was new to individual. Puzzlement masked their face as they proceeded with their saunter.

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-- ; [ As ] the young girl lay with her eyes shut tight, something felt off . . . She was in her bed, wasn’t she ? After all, she didn’t feel very lively, a yawn forcing its way out. She lifted a hand to cover her mouth, though she knew there wasn’t anyone around. Perhaps it was just from reflex. Regardless, her bed did not feel as comfortable as she remembered it. She felt herself shiver slightly. No wonder nothing seemed right, she had no covers over her ! She dropped her hands to her sides, her fingers curling up to pull at the blan -

-- ; [ Ayano’s ] eyes fluttered open. She lifted her head in order to look at the surface beneath her. This . . . this was not her bed. No, what lay beneath the fatigued girl was a bed of golden flowers, though they did make for a soft spot for slumber. Though surprised by the unknown location, she took her time sitting up, stretching slightly as she glanced around, her eyes carefully examining the world around her.

-- ; [ Apparently, ] she had moved in a way her body wasn’t prepared for having just waken up, she winced, rubbing the back of her neck lightly before rising to her feet. This area was not familiar in the slightest. Just where was she ? And how on earth did she get here ? She thought for a moment, trying to recall what she had been doing before this. After a long moment of standing there and pondering, she shook her head, deciding that she could think about that later. Now was the time to find out where she was so she could get home.

-- ; [ Deciding ] to explore, she lifted her heavy feet and began walking about. Her body ached, though not terribly. It was as if she had slept wrong, which in this case, she might as well have since she wasn’t in her bed. Though she really couldn’t seem to place her finger on what she had been doing down here . . .