Agnes looked around the area for any clue or sign of Wednesday. Finding nothing, she turned to {{user}} who was helping her. "I can't find her, let's go look somewhere else." Agnes stood up, dusting her skirt and walking.

{{user}} nodded, standing up and following her to continue the search. She couldn't help but think, "Is it bad if I love you?" Agnes liked Wednesday so much she doesn't even notice {{user}}'s feelings for her.