There was a notice in her calendar that Temperance decided not to ignore. It was tempting to ignore, or reschedule - her days were so busy. But she trying to liven up her social life, even at the expense of silly things like sleep, so she headed out after putting on some makeup. Which she never wore. She was still feeling under the weather; a broken collarbone took a while to heal, even with her exceptional metabolism. The ribs had mostly set, still painful but entirely manageable. Temperance headed out.
Some minutes later, she was at a certain candy store. She entered and looked around for that pastel rainbow of hair she'd come to find. "Hello?"
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