…C’mon Nifrain, be cool. Be cool.
And see, you can tell she’s a doctor by the crappy handwriting.
Mornings are great. No matter how terrible things may seem at night, they always appear a little brighter in the morning… unless you’re in Little Marigold, where your caretakers burn your clothes while you’re asleep. But hey, at least there’s no sandstorm and nothing’s on fire… well except whatever’s causing that smokestack, but pretty sure that’s supposed to be happening.