Some days are... Harder than others, remembering Boris and how he passed on from Bliss. And oddly enough, for once, there's no Doctor Blight trying to punch a hole in the ozone layer, or something else as equally environmental dangerous.

Linka thinks to herself. Maybe, I can finally have some time for me. As she sits on a bench, resting for a few minutes before continuing on her jog. She hears some footsteps around the corner, and then-

WHAM!

Someone's ran into her!

"Ой!" And down the two go, Linka rubbing her head. "Ah... You should watch where you're going next time!" She mutters at the stranger.