Chapter 4 page 6

Young Emmie, with shorter hair and dressed in their Institute gown and slippers, trots along, hugging Ranran. They trip over their own feet and land on their face, their fall broken by the giant stuffed sheep. They shake their head to clear it, then pick themselves up and continue merrily.
Emmie: Meester Bug? Meester Bug?
*trot trot trot*
*wobble* *trip* *THUNK*
…
*shake shake shake* *giggle*
I find you~! *trot trot trot*
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