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MHA #6- Wednesday evening
There were two gremlins closed off in Jaina's bathroom. She wasn't scared of them, but she was extremely wary of what they did to Skywalkers. As evidenced by her time as Celine Dion. And the Care Bear. And a mime. And a Pussycat Doll. And a drunken socialite. And Oprah.

Look, the point was that she wasn't messing around with any gremlins. She barely knew anyone around here these days and it'd be far more embarrassing to act like an idiot with them possibly thinking she was already like that. So she'd managed to herd them in there, slammed the door, and put a chair up against it because she didn't actually know if they were capable of opening them.

But that course of action also posed a problem after a while, and at some point she was going to have to figure out what to do if they didn't just escape through a vent.

[The flist looked lonely. Mostly establishy but can be open.]

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