(Scene: ???)
(Takes place in an unknown room. It's dark with the only light source is a computer sitting on a desk. A door opening was heard and someone then entered)
???: Hello? Anybody here?
(The lights were turned on, and a teenage high school girl with dark black hair wearing what seems to be some kind of red dragon outfit and with blue pants and red sneakers who is tirelessly laying on the ground with her back facing upwards.)
???: What the fuck?!
(The girl slowly turned her head and saw a guy who had messy white hair with some black hair only covering his right ear. His skin was pale and had dark eyes and for some reason looked to have black eyeliner only on his right eye. He also had a black jacket over a red t-shirt and a red necklace with a yellow pendant on his neck. And he wore blue jeans and red sneakers. His expression looked with a little disbelief and more annoyance at the sight before him.)
White Haired Guy: (Hand pinching the bridge of his nose) *Sigh* What happened? And what did you do?
Dragon Girl: (Immediately stood up feeling accused and it was shown that she had red glasses over her red eyes) *Gasp* What is that supposed to mean?!
White Haired Guy: You know exactly what I mean. I've had to put up with your antics way too many times and I've known you for years to say that there are way too many.
Dragon Girl: I-... I really don't have a comeback for that when you're right.
White haired Guy: Good. Now what happened?
Dragon Girl(Joyful): We finally have an Archive of Our Own account! Now it's time for phase two!
White Haired Guy: And why were you laying on the floor looking like your life force was drained? Is it because you can't find some yuri isekai?
Dragon Girl: What, no! I'm not that obsessed!
(The White Haired Guy only raised an eyebrow at her)
Dragon Girl: Umm... Anyway! It's just a lot of information being placed in my mind that I have a hard time understanding. I'm sure it would be fine.
White Haired Guy: Yeah, sure. With your elementary vocabulary, I'm sure that won't bite back at us in the future.
Dragon Girl: Hey! You're supposed to be my best friend!
White Haired Guy: Yeah, I'm also your stuffed dog in real life, your imaginary friend, and apparently your weird therapist. And I also, as your best friend and now officially your co-partner of this establishment, have a responsibility to make sure you don't do anything stupid and to keep you sane.
Dragon Girl: Whatever! Now if you'll excuse me, I have a business card to make and send!
White Haired Guy(Tired): I can't believe that not only did you bring your stuffed animals into this, but bringing someone else from a fandom into this. Then again, that isn't the craziest thing you've done.
Dragon Girl: Shut Up!
(Scene: Unknown Bedroom)
(A girl opened the door into her room. She had black curled hair with white strands in them. She had lavender eyes and lipstick as she wore a purple hoodie with the hood over her head along with a black checkered skirt. She also wore black tight pants and white high heels. She noticed that the desk near her window had a strange shiny red card that reflected the light of the sun. the girl went and took a look as she picked up the mysterious card.)
Brooke: What's this doing here?
