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lemon
Giving her stick man a sloppily drawn grumpy face, Alice made sure to sketch him facing away from the rainbow. Her little dude didn't need to be contaminated with the happiness, okay? If he wanted to be a grouch, he could be. Stick people freedoms and all that.
Glancing away from Cardigan and the chalk doodles momentarily, her eyes flickered over to the Durmstragglers that had arrived at the station. It took a few moments for her to comprehend that the foreigners had been invited too, and Alice immediately started grumping again.
"If it's not your thing, how come you're here?" 'Cause this girl could move around stations if she pleased, unlike Alice, who was stuck here.
Finishing up her rainbow, Cardigan moved on to drawing grey clouds above Alice's stick figure, adding to it's demise. If it wanted to be that way, fine. Reverse psychology, if you will. She added multiple raindrops too, giving the storm clouds an accent. It was coming along nicely, if one considered being down in the dumps a positive thing.
"'Cause," She said, mimicking the girl's first and foremost grumpy response, wearing her signature smirk.
"I wanna make you feel better. It's kinda my thing, lifting spirits. Weird, I know." I mean, would you rather me go to the Bumper Brooms and rub them in your face? I didn't think so." Who would? Trust her, she had experience in the matter. In the favor of lifting up spirits, it all made sense.
"Look, we may not be best best friends, but I do care." She did. Others feeling better made her feel better. That's usually why she was the first to go cheer someone up. There weren't people lining up around the block to lift up her spirits. Long story short, she didn't have many friends. It didn't bother her. At least, not a lot.
Better to just continue to draw raindrops and clouds, ya know?