There is a house. A rather large house, in fact, but also one that looks as though most of the rooms were tacked on as an afterthought rather than included in the original foundations. You enter, curious to see what lies inside, and after a bit of traversing through hallways you come across a little room with a sign tacked to it, plainly announcing: LEMON'S OFFICE. KEEP OUT OR ELSE OKAY NEW PLAN GUYS JUST BE CAREFUL
Papers and random knick-knacks are everywhere, with scraps of blue carpeting peeking up here and there. The room is anything but neat, a fact you try to ignore as you step carefully forward so as not to break anything. Lemon, (who's in the corner absorbing light from her laptop monitor) spots you, waves, and walks over to meet you, avoiding any obstacles in her path in such an experienced manner that you wonder if the junk has become an immutable part of the terrain. A small purple fox tails her eagerly, stopping to regard you for a moment before once again taking her place by her owner's side.
"Oh, uh, hello... please don't mind the mess, I'll get to cleaning up in here soon... ish" she says, glancing nervously around the room. "Anyways, feel free to browse around," she offers, gesturing with one hand towards a bookshelf. There are photo albums here, as well as what seem to be a series of journals. You pick one up and flip through it - there are pictures of Lemon's noodles here, as well as many notes and stories, some written by the foxes themselves and certain notes added in Lemon's own messy hand. Let's see what information these tomes have to offer, shall we?
Papers and random knick-knacks are everywhere, with scraps of blue carpeting peeking up here and there. The room is anything but neat, a fact you try to ignore as you step carefully forward so as not to break anything. Lemon, (who's in the corner absorbing light from her laptop monitor) spots you, waves, and walks over to meet you, avoiding any obstacles in her path in such an experienced manner that you wonder if the junk has become an immutable part of the terrain. A small purple fox tails her eagerly, stopping to regard you for a moment before once again taking her place by her owner's side.
"Oh, uh, hello... please don't mind the mess, I'll get to cleaning up in here soon... ish" she says, glancing nervously around the room. "Anyways, feel free to browse around," she offers, gesturing with one hand towards a bookshelf. There are photo albums here, as well as what seem to be a series of journals. You pick one up and flip through it - there are pictures of Lemon's noodles here, as well as many notes and stories, some written by the foxes themselves and certain notes added in Lemon's own messy hand. Let's see what information these tomes have to offer, shall we?
