Snippet #1017033

Mabel's eyes slowly blinked open, gazing toward the ceiling with wide green attention. She touched her hand to her cheek, feeling a damp couple of drops there. "Was I... crying?" She muttered aloud, sitting up as her camera clinked to the floor. Looking around, she realized she had been moved into her small living room. It wasn't too big of a startle, but at least a little unsettling. "Is it too much to ask, to wake up in my own bed?" She lashed out at the nobody there, shaking her head some as she turned and lowered her feet to the floor. Glancing down at the camera, she picked it up and observed it for a minute, before quickly dismissing it and walking into her room.

On her way she almost tripped over something, looking down to find a white and red-ribbon'd top-hat. ~What? Please don't tell me this belongs to...~ The thought of her other self walking around in such a flamboyant item... As Mabel scooped it up into her hands, she looked at it closer, mumbling "An-i-me?" with a wide smile spreading across her lips. With that notion she practically skipped into her bedroom, toting the hat along with her until she stopped dead in her tracks. "The gang violence paper!" She spat out, running to her computer and nearly crashing into the chair as she did.