Throwing their arms around the other person's neck, hugging them close before kissing them passionately on the lips.
Anemone's feet dragged her through the barren landscape, somehow it should have felt familiar to her, but she had little idea where she was.
Or perhaps she had forgotten it.
When you were as old as she was, your memory had the tendency to fail at times.
But for some reason she felt that she knew the clacking of heels she heard coming from behind her.
Still, she reached for her rifle, for anything…
And she found nothing.
Turning to face this person, her green eyes widened.
This was…
She didn't think twice as she ran towards her, wrapping her arms around her neck, holding her closer than ever before.
"I missed you…" she whispered.
Anemone kissed her, closing her eyes, pouring all the emotions she had through it.
She missed her so much she could cry…
When her eyes opened again, Anemone found herself alone in her room, staring at the ceiling.
She passed a hand on her face, her cheeks oddly wet.
Number 21 was gone…
She'd never been here in the first place…
It had been just all one cruel dream…