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<p>She played with her friends. She played with strangers she had seen before yet never talked to. She played with those she saw once and then never saw again.</p>
<p>She played until she got tired, until enough of her friends got bored and wandered off, until the long, breezy afternoon in this sim sighed its way into evening. She played until the obvious thing to do was to climb up to the top of the tunnel-ridden pile of flagstone to sit at the summit, enjoying the golden hour with Alexei.</p>
<p>The park was only one part of a small town, only one part of a sizeable sim, but it was a popular destination for those who leaned into childhood on Lagrange for its permissive attitudes and curious inhabitants, most of whom seemed to be families — found or blood — and many of whom were the kids who played here. Alexei lived here with the family he had built: three guardians, one of whom was his great-grandfather by blood, and a sister.</p>
<p>((Talk about where she was, etc))</p>
<p>&ldquo;Motes,&rdquo; he said after they had sat in silence for some time. &ldquo;Where were you, anyway? I know you said you didn&rsquo;t want to talk about it, but it&rsquo;s just us, right?&rdquo;</p>
<p>She shrugged and picked at the rock with a claw, worrying loose a thin chip of flagstone. &ldquo;I still do not <em>want</em> to talk about it,&rdquo; she said, then grinned over at him. &ldquo;But I will anyway.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;That&rsquo;s because you never shut up.&rdquo;</p>
<p>She laughed and threw the chip of rock at him. &ldquo;That is not <em>not</em> true. I guess it is extra true, actually, since most of my time away was spent talking.&rdquo; She tried to scratch up another chip, but she seemed to have lucked out that first time. &ldquo;Sorry I just disappeared a while back.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Yeah, I was worried. I thought you got hurt bad. What happened?&rdquo;</p>
<p>((Talk about where she was, Alexei&rsquo;s thoughts, etc, he ought to tug her tail just because))</p>
<p>((Home, big dinner in the neighborhood, movie night))</p>
<p>((Talk with Dry Grass))</p>
<p>And then, when the movie was over and many of those in the community center had started to doze on their beanbags and couches, when Dry Grass fell asleep one too many times and begged off to go back home — not without yet another tight hug from Motes and a promise to be back — when Motes herself started to get sleepy, she disentangled herself from the rest of that dozy comfort and slipped out into the cool of the night.</p>