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[The last time Molotov took over the pool, she was jolly and invited everyone to join her.
This time, she puts up a sign on the door, telling people to stay out. Molotov may not be able to be violent anymore, but she is amazingly unpleasant when she doesn't want to see people. It's probably not worth the fight to try and take a late night dip with such a nasty woman.
Inside the pool room, she's in the center of the pool, on a massive pool float, looking up at the stars beyond the glass ceiling. If Paradisa has anything going for it, it's that it's a pretty place.
There's music playing and a tray of drinks at the side of the pool, one of which Molotov clutches tightly. It's dark, with the sun down and the lights out -- everything is kind of bluish even with the dimly lit sconces lining the walls.
Eventually she opens her journal.]
The crystal that was in the lake. I wonder where it came from. It couldn't have always been there.
Come and see me.
This time, she puts up a sign on the door, telling people to stay out. Molotov may not be able to be violent anymore, but she is amazingly unpleasant when she doesn't want to see people. It's probably not worth the fight to try and take a late night dip with such a nasty woman.
Inside the pool room, she's in the center of the pool, on a massive pool float, looking up at the stars beyond the glass ceiling. If Paradisa has anything going for it, it's that it's a pretty place.
There's music playing and a tray of drinks at the side of the pool, one of which Molotov clutches tightly. It's dark, with the sun down and the lights out -- everything is kind of bluish even with the dimly lit sconces lining the walls.
Eventually she opens her journal.]
The crystal that was in the lake. I wonder where it came from. It couldn't have always been there.
Come and see me.

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