[Man, that sentence does nothing to help her confusion, and Freya's shuts her eyes and scrunches her expression up, trying to recall. Or sort out what's-what. Did she? This was all so surreal.]
Just. Help me home. [Wherever that was. Freya knew it was there, just... the little details, like address, were lost at the moment.]
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Just. Help me home. [Wherever that was. Freya knew it was there, just... the little details, like address, were lost at the moment.]