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The gray-haired Inkling sighed. "Let's just...have it come to us naturally...for the realism of it." She told her cousin, helping set up equipment to prepare for the live recording of them that they were going to do.
She nodded with a sad smile, and she sighed gently as she got ready for the live session of the song. “How should we begin? Want me to begin singing?” She asked her cousin, hoping to begin with the song.
"You...know what we should do? We should broadcast the song live...so the people of Inkopolis truly see and know how we feel. They'll see...the tears...the frustration...all of it...and maybe then they'll learn what they've done to our dearest friends and to us..." Marie suggested gently, thinking about staying in her casual clothes for the song just to prove the point more.
As the two got inside, Callie gently put the crown and jacket on the coat rack inside the door, and she sighed. “Should we go ahead and try to make the song...?” She asked Marie, hoping she was not too much of an emotional wreck
Marie was feeling more and more hurt inside as she walked with the pinkish Inkling, wishing she could do something to calm her friend and help her out despite feeling just as bad on the inside, herself. Tears were still fresh on her face and flowing from her eyes, but her face was still oddly straight and calm, which showed how much she must have been containing inside herself as she continued to feel more guilty by the second as they walked together.
She sniffled again and she nodded, crying a steady stream of tears, her eyes getting red, and she smiled sadly. “I hope you’re right Marie...I want to see them soon though...” she said, and she followed her cousin to the recording studio
Marie hugged the other female for a moment or two before letting go gently. "I understand that, Callie...but her crown and jacket was what symbolized her. If she wasn't respected for who she was, along with Marina...then I think she wouldn't want to wear it anymore. I'm sure she's...physically okay. Mentally, I'm not sure, but I hope she's doing okay now in that sense as well...wherever she is..." She sighed.
She sniffles, and she told her cousin that Pearl never left without her crown and jacket, meaning something must have happened to her on the way. “I’m worried about them...Pearlie is my best friend...” she said, making a pouty face like she did when they were kids
The female looked towards her cousin with a solemn expression as she continued to cry silently. "She must have left with Marina or sometime after Marina...I'm sorry, Callie..." She admitted, feeling bad since the pinkish Inkling was feeling so troubled and pained.
She kept her hand around her shoulder, holding Pearl’s old outfit and she looked at Marie. “I don’t think that Pearl is around anymore...” she said, crying a bit more, not knowing that Pearlie was actually an octoling after the incident
Silently, the gray Inkling hugged back, continuing to cry rather silenlty, keeping herself composed at the same time that she was also a train wreck. "T-thanks..." Marie finally said after letting go and continuing to walk, still having tears trickle down her face.
Callie looked at the ground, putting the empty cup of coffee into a trash bin, and she sighed with sadness and she held Pearl’s crown and old jacket, and she sighed even more as she looked around and she then looked at Marie, and she came up to her crying cousin and hugged her gently.
Marie sipped on some kind of soda, walking with her cousin slowly as she went completely silent, lost in her own thoughts once again. Marina had been such a good friend and now she was just...gone. Before the gray-haired Inkling had known it, more tears silently fell down her face as she continued to stroll along.
Callie nodded silently, looking at the inklings, sighing as she followed Marie, a cup of coffee in hand, and she took a sip of the hot beverage as she walked. “Yeah...Let’s go...” She said in a sort of depressed tone
"Okay...alright..." She nodded slowly as she said this, running a hand through her hair that wasn't under the bobble hat with the pompom. There was an awkward silence for a few moments as Marie contemplated things, and then she snapped out of it and nodded again. "Let's...get to recording the song." The Inkling said.
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