WHEEL OF

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After a bit of fucking around with the wheel, Mach finally managed to fix it. Now what? She still wasn't sure if she wanted to keep that cat person here for a while or if she should, you know, let them leave. Which she probably should. But not like she even could before that weird elevator showed up and everything would turn on by itself by then... eh, whatever.

She turned around to glance at said cat person, and- oh. They were asleep. How?? It'd probably not been that long at all. Yes, they were a cat, but still...

Mach debated just leaving them alone to sleep, but...

She ended up walking over to them and sitting next to them. Hell, she even reached out and gently touched their fur. Huh... it really feels like that of a cat's. Well, no shit it does. What was wrong with Mach right now? Her thoughts were all over the place. She leaned closer to them. They felt soft and warm. What was wrong with her?? She couldn't even get her thoughts together. She just kept leaning closer to them. She stole another quick glance at them and-- oh. They had a nametag. 'DrRETRO.' Mach had just been calling them cat person this entire time, she felt kind of stupid now.

..Whatever. Her head was practically on this person's shoulder already and she felt like she was about to have the best nap of her life. It didn't matter anymore.

She still had no idea why she felt like this, but she'd rather not think about it.

When DrRETRO woke up, the first thing she noticed was something heavy on her shoulder. She jumped in surprise, her eyes quickly going to whatever it was. Wait, was that.. that purple girl? She was resting her head on DrRETRO's shoulder. DrRETRO felt her heart beating quickly, though she didn't know why.

She wanted to move, but the pretty girl looked tired. And cute. Was she asleep? RETRO didn't want to disturb her, but... she still did, for some reason. She tried to get up, but was quickly interrupted by a hand on her arm.

"...Just go back to sleep. Everything'll probably be back to normal in a few hours or so." the pretty girl that'd just been resting her heard on RETRO's shoulder said. "My.. name's Mach, by the way."

"Oh! Uh, mine's, uhm," RETRO stuttered. God she hated herself right now... she was normally fine at speaking, why was she suddenly stuttering and blushing like crazy? Was it because of how pretty Mach was, how beautiful her voice was, how perfect she was in everything, and the fact she wanted to sleep next to her for the next few hours? Probably. RETRO would like to not acknowledge that as the truth, though.

"...RETRO. My name is RETRO." She finally managed to say, moving closer to Mach again. DrRETRO kept a ':3' expression on her face, but internally she was extremely nervous and her heart was beating faster than the speed of light itself.

She heard Mach make a noise of acknowledgement before resting her head on RETRO's shoulder once again.

Maybe it wouldn't be too bad to rest for now. Maybe...