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11:33 AM
[Zatanna appears...upside-down. Somewhat. She's laying on her bed in her room, hair hanging down over the edge, eyes glancing far upward so they can meet with the communicator screen. Her skin is a bit darker than usual, with noticeable patches of pink on her nose, cheeks, and shoulders.]
[A softly snoring puppy rests at her feet. Otherwise, the only sound in the room is the air conditioner blasting from her window.]
I think they lied about the temperature. No way this is only ninety degrees. Either the Wardens are trying to bake us, or...actually, no, that's all I've got.
Wake me when the weather's no longer trying to kill us.
Unless you have ice cream. Then we'll talk.
[A softly snoring puppy rests at her feet. Otherwise, the only sound in the room is the air conditioner blasting from her window.]
I think they lied about the temperature. No way this is only ninety degrees. Either the Wardens are trying to bake us, or...actually, no, that's all I've got.
Wake me when the weather's no longer trying to kill us.
Unless you have ice cream. Then we'll talk.