[ The girl seems to consider this for a moment. Even though she's desperate to change something - anything - about this place, it's not like she wants to do something dumb either.
But the true dumb thing to do here feels like it'd be ignoring the crack entirely. Doing nothing with it. Moving on with their day, trying to dodge monsters and figure out what the hell is up with the constant night time.
So she seems to approve of his idea. Even if she doesn't say so, it's obvious from the way she rummages through her pockets, pulling out a notebook she apparently always carries with her. Then a pen. Opening the little book, she asks without even looking at Scott-- ]
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But the true dumb thing to do here feels like it'd be ignoring the crack entirely. Doing nothing with it. Moving on with their day, trying to dodge monsters and figure out what the hell is up with the constant night time.
So she seems to approve of his idea. Even if she doesn't say so, it's obvious from the way she rummages through her pockets, pulling out a notebook she apparently always carries with her. Then a pen. Opening the little book, she asks without even looking at Scott-- ]
How is your handwriting?