Lip Gloss hums to herself softly as she walks through the forest. Dry leaves crunch under her feet, and a gentle, chill breeze brushes past her as she continues to head deeper and deeper into the woods. She knows them like the back of her hand, having been there so many times.

She holds the strap of her backpack tightly as she walks. She's going out to see Hairdryer today, and has packed sandwiches for both of them, extra meat on Hairdryer's. She's so excited to see her again!

A sound in the forest, a twig snapping, makes her stop and perk up, looking in the direction it came from. Is it Hairdryer? Perhaps another monster object entirely?

"Hello?" She calls out, gripping the strap of her bag a tad tighter nervously.