[Someone has left a festive wrapped package in your team's drop box. The tag, in Hurricane's sloppy handwriting, is addressed to you by name, and it reads: "Happy holidays, dude!" There is also a bag of cookies.]
hurricane: dude r u in trouble or smething?? hurricane: we got ur delivery hurricane: but liek hurricane: r u stuck there now??? hurricane: txt back ok hurricane: were all like super wrried
[ and it's like she had been waiting for her to scratch, because as soon as she gets her claws on the door it opens and d.va is there yanking her inside. ]
I need to ask you a couple of questions about that little misadventure you went on to find Adora.
... [ she looks aside. ] Kohime had broken up with me a while ago and this game just kind of... didn't help. I think we're like done done, so I can't ask her. [ i mean, she could, but she's not interested in getting into anymore fights. she's tired. ]
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