Dear Diary,

Well, I gave up. I’m on my own now, teleporting through the floors.

It is such a relief to do this again. It feels like I’m actually making progress, and will get home before I die of old age! I don’t have to heal anyone, I don’t have to wait for anyone, and I can talk to people instead of whacking them with a stick! Yay!

I haven’t decided on if I’ll wait for the party on the next catgirl floor or not.

…Actually, scratch that, I’ll wait for them at home.

I just… Mika is having fun. She gets along with Larissa super well. Tig has stopped being suspicious of us, so that’s great. And Ox is Ox. So Mika can stay with them and have fun. She can learn all about how Real Players think just fine on her own. Good for her.

But I… don’t want to. I thought it was a good idea, but it wasn’t. It kinda was, but not for me. I mean, in principle it’s a good idea. I feel like the Admin would approve. But personally, for me, not good.

…

…So, we were fighting. We were in a maze with eyebats and slimes, trying to not be petrified or dissolved. The usual. I don’t mind killing slimes, and my sleep spell works on eyebats. Should be pretty easy.

Somehow, Ox and I got separated from the rest of the group. It’s a maze, it’s kinda dark, and we were running from an ice slime. It’s a thing that can happen.

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Ox was like “don’t worry, you’re perfectly safe with me!” And I’m like “I’m perfectly safe alone, I have ranch dressing.”

Which, yes, in retrospect that does sound kinda odd. But it makes sense if you know slimes hate ranch dressing!

Anyways, he laughed, and then he picked me up and kissed me.

Which was really annoying. I mean, he should have been focusing on, I don’t know, not dying. Or finding the others! Or finding the exit!

I mean, I’m still trying to figure out what to do about the last person who kissed me, I can’t deal with another right now!

So yeah, I cast sleep on him then made my way to the exit. As soon as I got to the stairs I removed myself from the party and started teleporting.

I miss being a catgirl. Being over five feet tall and having claws would have been super nice. It’s nice in general. I can’t wait to get home.

And… I miss Avi.

I have Via’s player number now, Lily sent me everyone’s number, but I don’t know what to say. Especially not in a message.

Being able to look someone in the eye is an important part of… important conversations.

I’ll be home soon. That’ll be good.

I might have to spend tomorrow cooking, though. I’m on Floor 73, and Floor 75 is a catgirl floor. If I get there early, I can ask to borrow the diner and make all the food I need for everyone between here and Floor 93.

And a day of cooking will help.

Yeah.

I’ll do that.

Goodnight, Dungeon.

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