The Soliloquy Of Laiba Turbinis Vasti

I sipped the last of my hot chocolate from the plastic cup which Aiden had gifted to me. The cup was made from a light blue crystal, and between the inner and outer edge, through the beautiful hues that seemed to entrap the sky, was a free flowing sparkling liquid which too had adopted the blue color of the crystal. I had been finding myself using it quite often, recently. As I stared at the family crest of the Hearts Family Of Fire which had been printed on it, my mind wondered about with nothing else to do but reflect on the day I had spent on the 27th floor.

"I saw this strange person at Banana Junction today. What in the world is he doing here?"