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“Hey! Excuse me! You couldn’t help me get this candy out of my hair, could you? It’s my bad, I wasn’t paying enough attention to where I was going and well” she waved her arms slightly to her surrounding, seeing as the rest was rather self explanatory. “Let’s just say it definitely looked cuter back in my game. This is just a mess” she groaned, trying to pick some of the candy pieces out of her hair with a napkin.
@from-arendelle
“You don’t belong here, do you?” Moana asked as she stopped beside the blonde. “Either, sorry that was badly worded. You don’t belong here either, do you? I mean, by all means correct me if I’m mistaken but you just...you have that same look in your eyes, when you think nobody else is looking at you” Moana explained, watching her for any indication that she might be right, and that she might not be the only one that feels out of place here. “How did you get to be in a place like this?”
@from-arendelle
“Oh! I didn’t mean to fall asleep leaning on you.” (Rapunzel)
“That’s okay” Oliver told her, offering her a gentle smile. “You looked really peaceful, I didn’t wanna disturb you” he explained sincerely, taking the opportunity to sit up now that she was no longer using his shoulder as a pillow. “I’m Oliver, by the way...just in case you wanted a name for your pillow” he teased gently, his grin hopefully making it clear that it was only harmless joking. “Are you alright? You seem exhausted”
@of-blondie
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you.” (Elsa... feel free to make it an ice-related hurt cause she's LOSING IT)
Well that was...unusual. A bad guy that apologized after doing something bad? That never happened in any of the other games that Vanellope had visited before. That being said, she didn’t truly believe this woman was truly bad, she just seemed so kind, it didn’t make sense. “Ah, don’t worry about it, it barely scraped me” she shrugged, a small white lie as she looked at the ice shard now lodged in the door before her gaze turned to the stranger. “I’m fine” she assured her, her arm behind her so the other wouldn’t see that it was a bit more than a scrape. “You throw ice at everybody you meet?”
