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Anywhere outside her room, there could be writing and it could include an imperative. She shuts her eyes before she opens the door. It's not until she walks into a table that she notices she's not where she expected to be.
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subtly_artistic
"Yeah. I dunno, it's sort of fun to think about running away to a science fantasy universe but - what would I even do, there, you know -"
walk-in-obedience
"Be the only subtle artist in the world? I guess that would work better if you'd found this place after finishing school."
subtly_artistic
"Right? ...maybe Bar would sell me a lot of textbooks and I could self-teach but like. What a thing to make a mistake on with nobody to fix it for me."
walk-in-obedience
"Yeah. I wonder if there are worlds with subtle artist programs in universities and science."