masqueradedluck:

thewanderingsunset:

‘Oh, boy.’ Sunset thought to herself.

[Text]; Just… Hold tight Mari, I’ll be right there.

[Text]; Okie dokies!

[Text]; What am I holding onto though?

Sunset rubbed the bridge of her nose, gently shaking her head.

[Text]; I’ll be there in a little bit, and then you can hold onto me, ok?

[Text]; Just… don’t go anywhere.