Well, maybe you shouldn't throw yourself in front of people throwing lightning. [Vanessa means to say it teasingly, but there's something stuck in her throat, and it comes out softly, more of a whine, like she can't believe that Catty's alive and here again.
One arm wraps around her waist while she strokes Catty's hair with the other hand, holding onto her tightly. If she goes again, Vanessa isn't sure what she'd do.]
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One arm wraps around her waist while she strokes Catty's hair with the other hand, holding onto her tightly. If she goes again, Vanessa isn't sure what she'd do.]