[Rebecca is very confused, and very lost. She had thought it was a dream at first, the strange little fox trotting alongside her, talking about myths and legends and stories, how she'd felt — different as she walked. Then there had been the deep fog and the wet sand (her high heels are incredibly unsuited to the terrain) and the forest and strange footsteps beside her.
For the first time since the fox appeared in her dreams, fear starts to creep in, and Rebecca clutches her coat tighter around herself.]
Hello? Is anyone there?
[girl help.]
🍵 boat bonanza
[None of this day has gotten any more normal, but Rebecca isn't as scared anymore now that she's found other people, and she's approaching the point of just... going with it, since there's little else to do. Having a little breakdown about it won't help anyone, least of all her.
That said, as soon as she steps onto a boat with something resembling a bar, she makes a very quick beeline to the apparent fish-shaped spirit behind the bar.]
Please tell me you serve alcohol.
[Something immediately occurs to her and she pats at her pockets, realizing she does not have a wallet.
Which might not have helped anyway, since this probably isn't London.
She turns to the closest person.]
Terribly sorry, do you happen to know what currency they use here?
🍵 wildcard
[[other options on the boats or the beach!! idk i'm new here but hit me up if you have ideas]]
rebecca welton | ted lasso
[Rebecca is very confused, and very lost. She had thought it was a dream at first, the strange little fox trotting alongside her, talking about myths and legends and stories, how she'd felt — different as she walked. Then there had been the deep fog and the wet sand (her high heels are incredibly unsuited to the terrain) and the forest and strange footsteps beside her.
For the first time since the fox appeared in her dreams, fear starts to creep in, and Rebecca clutches her coat tighter around herself.]
Hello? Is anyone there?
[girl help.]
🍵 boat bonanza
[None of this day has gotten any more normal, but Rebecca isn't as scared anymore now that she's found other people, and she's approaching the point of just... going with it, since there's little else to do. Having a little breakdown about it won't help anyone, least of all her.
That said, as soon as she steps onto a boat with something resembling a bar, she makes a very quick beeline to the apparent fish-shaped spirit behind the bar.]
Please tell me you serve alcohol.
[Something immediately occurs to her and she pats at her pockets, realizing she does not have a wallet.
Which might not have helped anyway, since this probably isn't London.
She turns to the closest person.]
Terribly sorry, do you happen to know what currency they use here?
🍵 wildcard
[[other options on the boats or the beach!! idk i'm new here but hit me up if you have ideas]]