>>10281919>[Sola phone chimes, and she stops her workout. No one has texted her for days now, and admittedly there is some excitement for some human contact. Her spirits rise when she sees it’s Amy. They might not be ‘friends’ at the moment, but at least they were amicable. Sola reads the texts to herself]:Still in Japan? I know Priscilla and her cousin are back by now. I guess they flew back privately. Dick move not to bring the rest of the them. Full autonomy... permission slip... ‘I support them’? You’re kidding me. ‘That girl will’ --
>[Sola picks up her work phone and immediately shoots off a message to someone she thinks can get a match made. this list of hers was as good as ruined, anyway. SpaghettiDog doesn't like it when people are too passive.]'Amy Flame verse Sola Fire'
