The Writer's Café

GlooMi froze for a moment, and cocked her head as if listening to someone. Then, somewhat tiredly she nodded.

"I must go now," she said quietly standing up. "I do not wish master to pull me from this dimension."
 
Irin laughed. "Its not my fault." She said to GlooMi. "I forgot about." Irin turns to Star and says, "Im fine. More than fine actually. I have my memory back."
 
Irin was sad that GlooMi had to leave, and hoped she could come back soon.

"Honostly, Star, Im fine. Thanks to you." after a pause she adds, "Thanks for saving my life,"
 
"Its alright, Star. I'll do it. It shouldn't take too much work if I can find my Potion-I mean cleaning product that works really well." Irin bit her tounge, hopeing no one would notice her mistake.
 
"Irin wait!" He shouts, remembering something. As Irin turns around, Star pulls out his dagger and walks towards her. "Hold still, and hopefully this won't hurt much."
 
"Good night Lady!" Irin says, as she turns to get her mop. Then Star grabs her arm, and takes out a knief. It takes a moment for Irin to relize what is happening, and then she stuggles against Star's iron grip. "Let go! stop!"
 
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