[SE] If I hit the bottom will I break?

melita

and she recklessly plays with matches

She followed the dog along, unbothered by the rampant screeching sound bombarding from the duck, Iskra’s call still managing to reverberate over the banshee shrieks. “Obviously,” she shot back, giving away none of the others she’d scampered away in her pockets for future torture. Those might have to be utilized later to lighten the mood.

While Fangorn extended his vines in an excited shimmy, probably to bother Goose, the Honeybee returned the quick embrace, head already tilting, nose wrinkling as she patted his shoulder. “Mm, true. You need a lot less clothing.” Leaving that to take however he wished, she ambled nearby on lighter strides, pointing out several shops she’d already scouted. “What’s your preference? You want some swim trunks?” She could make a rather suggestive joke about banana hammocks, but opted to keep that behind her teeth. Besides, there were some funny prints on any of the trunk editions.