Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150926020031/@comment-121.208.74.30-20150927220135

CC felt like she was going to cry, whether out of pure exasperation that the Narrators wouldn't stop describing the infernal grief or because she was starting to feel sorry for the people feeling that infernal grief. In any case, her head and chest felt too heavy and her bright pink, blue and white hair streaks looked out of place.

CC took a seat a few places away from Annalog. She hadn't ever been to a funeral before and decided the easiest thing to do was to sit down and it would all explain itself in its own time.