______ LIFE IS STRANGE SENTENCE         /     ACCEPTING

                                             Her tone and choice of words found the smaller one dumbfounded for a moment there, though it was far from the first time she heard someone spilling out the anger through such words and she did not have any points to say, who was she in order to tell someone how to express themselves? Nonetheless, it was clear she would never choose to utter something like that as it was an important lesson her grandmother ( and mother ) thought her.  She took this as her cue to step in and offer all the help and support she had in store. She got this! Mostly, maybe not entirely but she’s DETERMINED to do so.

        ❝  W-Well you can tell me all about it! It will help you feel lighter with your head,                                                                                          P-Promise!   ❞ 

  that and she was particularly curious what could’ve been the monster’s definition of strange down here —— since every single thing had a strange feeling for her, but of course what could’ve she hope for as an intruder in this land.

      ❝  Hm...   ❞       An   inspecting   and   thoughtful   noise.   The pearl took her dandiest time to   examine   the other well,   top to toe,   hip to hip,    shoulder by shoulder.      Every bit only appeared to get her more   intrigued   by the other and it   showed.   

❛   no,  sorry.   i  think  you  have  the  wrong  extra-dimensional  beachside  temple.   ❜

                                ❛          c’mon ,       they’re       not     meaningless ,       or     really     rules ,       actually .               i     don’t     think     you’d     like     bein’     treated     disrespectfully ,       now ,       would     you   ??               it’s     just     common     courtesy   ...          ❜

   ❝     Yeah.   I guess so.   ❞       She  usually  isn’t  one  for  the  serious  talks, in  fact  she preferred  to  avoid  them.    But  perhaps  she  needed  it--  or  this  lady  needed  it.   Or  maybe they  both  needed  it.    Either  way,  she  decided  it  was  best  to  not  go  too  deep  into  it.    Instead  letting  herself  slowly  sit  down  besides  her. 

                            she surrenders for a giggle, it breaks the deep conversation she established so far along soft glow of teal encapsulated into a flower. She could not tell if the little flower is playing a game with her or it only has the desire of a parrot. Till now, several attempts in getting out a name from it but all futile so in the end the little human just went on, talking to it and she’ll get back the same words. 

                      ❝  I always thought that pancakes are better th----   ❞ she could not finish yet, a huge knot is growing within herr stomach, that feeling she had ever since the fall down here, watched.