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Joyce laughed, Ellora's embarrassment was enough to make her smile. But they did have to get back to the topic at hand. "Ok ok, there is one last thing I should ask," She looked Ellora in the eyes and spoke "Have you gotten any weird radio signals playing old timey Disney songs..?"

"That's a rather specific question, but yes I have. I'm the one whose been sending them."

"Wait really?" Jeremy looked at her, with his eyes resembling that of interest.

"Yeah it's the only thing I have to broadcast. I was trying to see if I could lead more survivors here, I guess it worked in a way." Ellora smiled lightly.

Joyce glanced at her armless friend Harry. He was glaring daggers at Ellora, most likely still bitter from their previous encounter. Without  another word Jeremy stood up. "Well thanks for....well smacking me in the face with a tennis racket and helping up get our friend back but... we should get going. We have some friends we need to get back to."

"Oh, well ok. Do you need any supplies before you leave or..?" Ellora sat there awkwardly. The years of isolation from people showed on her greatly.

Jeremy and Joyce exchanged glances at each other before shaking their heads. "No we're good, we've got pineapple!" Joyce smiled.

After a couple more words spoken, they left the radio tower. Full of questions and answers. They had asked Ellora if she wanted to come. She said no.

Joyce, deep down, was actually happy about that. One less person to worry about


Geez I suck at updating

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