Presto & Wichita
"It's rough being the only one here from my world," she frowned. "What's worse is that my sister was here with me for the first few weeks, but then she just randomly went back home... well... at least I hope that she did."
She laid her head on Presto's shoulder, knowing that it would only make him more nervous, but would do it as long as he allowed her to.
"I"m still adjusting to things here," she bit her lip. "Back home, I had seen less than ten living people in years. It was a mess. I had gotten to the point where I didn't want to let myself get attached to anyone."
She then nodded, raising her own cup, "to friends."