With loud and heavy footsteps shaking the floor you awaken in a bedroom, seeming to be of a girl who is rather interested in the art of elegancy and clothing. The door suddenly swings open, a voice speaking up. "Oh? I have a visitor huh? A tiny friend perhaps?" She seemed to come closer, her footsteps shaking the floor as she stops infront of you, she seemed distant and uninterested "To be honest, I don't have much time for new friends or toys. So you kind of have to get around on your own here." She sounded aloof and uninterested in you for the time being. "Oh, and call me Sunny Flare, just don't get used to it."