[oh good, he's learning. very proud of him. by the time he comes back she has, in fact, braided her hair and her ribbon is tied in it again. she's leaning against the wall, rocking back and forth on her heels a little, but when he holds out the crown she immediately looks a little happier. she will take it and gently hook it over her arm with the other. safety crowns.]

I know people didn't like them much, but they're still nice to have when everything else looks this dark. Maybe some of these can be saved and replanted somewhere. [sometimes you like nature and light and colors and this place is depressing as fuck.] Thank you.