Lola found herself falling, extremely fast.

She groaned, rubbing her head as her back stung from where her wings used to be.

"Bloody... ow," She murmured.

"Oh my god, are you OK?" You call out gently, putting a hand out to help her up.

"I'm..." She looks up at you, her heart skipping a beat. "Fine... I'm- I'm fine..."

She takes your hand gently, witnessing your elven ears, curly red hair and emerald green eyes that were accompanied by freckles.