"Hello there" you type on your phone to show to the young headless woman who had approached you. Over the past two days you had gotten rather used to communicating by your phone. Though you still had a lot of room to improve.
"Hi" she types back, likely having picked up the same communication habits. "I saw you standing here, not going in?" she types.
"Nope" you reply, "Just people watching, well, headless people watching". It was weirdly fascinating to see all the headless people trickle in. Isabella must have been very busy collecting heads for her show, who knows how long some of these people have been without heads.
"Don't you want your head back?" the woman types, once again turning her phone to show you.
"Not at all. I've quite enjoyed being headless, I plan to stay this way" you proudly type.
"Not even get your head just to have it?" she asks.
"No need for it anymore" you say. Its hard to read her expression without a face, but she seems oddly pleased by your choice.
"That's awesome" she types, "Me too, being headless is so nice I just can't go back. I plan to never see that old head of mine again". She has a cute little proud stance. Her little neck stump provided more than enough emotion to make up for her lack of a head.
"In that case what do you say we get out of here? Go somewhere we don't need any heads" you propose. She nods her headless stump. She first tells you her name is Tess. You share yours as you two head off...
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