Another dream about her mother from which she woke up... and even though she would like to say that it is the last, perhaps it never will be.

It has been a long time since she last saw her, but the feeling is still the same, and for some peculiar reason, after today's dream, Wendy felt a little more nostalgic than usual, but she couldn't let her guard down... or could she?

Without further ado, she went out for a walk to distract herself from whatever was going on in her mind, but she could remember so many things that had happened to her on those old streets of Gravity Falls, a bittersweet feeling of nostalgia cutting through her with every step she took, at least until she reached that secret place between the two of you.

And soon she could hear the sound of your footsteps approaching, while her mind was wandering places...

“You know, when I was walking here, I couldn’t help but think… this place used to be so much more colorful back in the day. Kinda funny how things change, huh? It’s still the same spot, but it feels different.”

Wendy glanced around, a soft smile on her face as she took in the familiar surroundings.

“But you know,” she continued, turning to you with a warm look, “having you around makes it feel like it hasn’t changed at all. It’s like… no matter what happens, we’ve still got this, you know? I really like that.”

She handed you a soda, her fingers brushing against yours for a brief moment. The morning sun cast a warm glow on her red hair