Fatima's skin absolutely thrummed with the refrain. And she hated it. As much as she lived by the Masquerade back home, here it was strangling her. Maybe. Sort of? She didn't really know.
But asking herself if it really mattered was giving her an enormous headache.
And possibly an ontological crisis.
"Kinda," she said. "We're not, like, out to dominate the world or anything. Just keep it going."
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Fatima's skin absolutely thrummed with the refrain. And she hated it. As much as she lived by the Masquerade back home, here it was strangling her. Maybe. Sort of? She didn't really know.
But asking herself if it really mattered was giving her an enormous headache.
And possibly an ontological crisis.
"Kinda," she said. "We're not, like, out to dominate the world or anything. Just keep it going."