[She shuffles a bit toward the edge of the ballpit, closest to the hall. Fugo's words at least have made her realize where she shouldn't eat, even if she'd rather not leave the room.
This can be enough though right?] ...here's good, [she sniffs, partly leaning against a net strung down from the ceiling for climbing.] ...I don't wanna go upstairs...
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[She shuffles a bit toward the edge of the ballpit, closest to the hall. Fugo's words at least have made her realize where she shouldn't eat, even if she'd rather not leave the room.
This can be enough though right?] ...here's good, [she sniffs, partly leaning against a net strung down from the ceiling for climbing.] ...I don't wanna go upstairs...