#LETS GO ROBO BIRD1!1!1!1

[ask-miss-maple-leaf]

*Zaria walks in, looking upset, with a newspaper in hand. She then flops onto the couch and lets out a muffled scream. What do you do?*

Maple was relaxed, posture unbelievably atrocious. But she was comfortable, I guess. She was writing something in her journal. Her attention directed to Zaria.

“Oh-! Hi, Zaria! What’s-!”

she watched as Zaria let herself fall on the couch. She was confused, yes. But more concerned. She was about to reach her hand over, until the muffled scream was heard. It startled her, lol.

“You..okay-?”

Maple hesitantly asked, poking Z to make sure she was breathing. Good news; she was.