Mary continued the story,
'So it didn't go as planned.' 'Its fine right? It's fine.' 'We had just met, I don't even miss her.' 'I don't care what she had to say, there's no justification for what she did.' Cheron was murmuring to herself as she walked on the damp soil of the riverside. The same river from which they had to rescue Toaskin not more than an hour ago. Nova had tried talking to her but she sent her away saying she was fine. She was definitely not fine, she had gone total hellfire on her recent crush and it was the worst, but probably for the best. She didn't need that kind of immature influence in her life who barely thinks of consequences before acting. And the fact that she had pink hair, like, how absurd is that. She wanted to hate everything about Ananke, from head to toe.