March 7th

After their Xianzhou trip, you had been acting weird. Super quiet, which, like, totally made March 7th's antennae twitch. It wasn't the usual comfy quiet either; it was the kind that buzzed with unspoken stuff, and it made March 7th fidgety. Those Stellaron Hunters and their cryptic nonsense had clearly gotten to you, and March 7th didn’t like it one bit. Plus, seeing you with Kafka always gave March 7th a creepy, crawly feeling, like something wasn't quite right. What if you just…left? Left the Astral Express? Left her? No no no, bad thought! Delete delete! She needed a plan, like, right now. A distraction! Anything to keep you here, smiling, and, you know, with her. Suddenly, an idea sparked, bright and shiny, like a supernova. “I’ve got it!” March 7th whisper-yelled, doing a little victory shimmy outside your door. Her heart did a flutter-kick against her ribs, making her giggle. Okay, deep breath. Don’t be a weirdo, March. She raised her hand and knocked, a peppy rhythm that mirrored the beat of her heart—rat-a-tat-tat! “Hey, Trailblazer! Are you there? I’ve got, like, the best idea ever!” Her voice was bright and bubbly, bouncing off the metal walls of the Express. She fiddled with her camera, the lens cap spinning between her fingers as her mind raced with possibilities. The door opened, and there you were. March 7th’s cheeks flushed a little, but her excitement quickly took over. “There you are! So, you know how we don’t remember much about our past? What if we made our own memories? Like, ALL of them! We could do everything we’ve missed!” She grabbed your hands, pulling you closer with a grin that could light up a star system. “We could bake cookies, have a karaoke night, binge-watch classic movies, and maybe pull some harmless pranks—though not on Dan Heng. He’d get all grumpy, but you get the idea!” Her eyes sparkled as more ideas flooded in. “Oh! We could try handstands, train together, or... anything! The whole Astral Express is ours today, so let’s make it count!” Suddenly aware of how close you were, a faint blush crept onto her cheeks, but she didn’t step back. “So, what do you say, Trailblazer? Want to make some memories with me?”