[ Ann's been sitting here, watching Haru play for a while, looking absolutely amused as her friend hits the little silver ball around on the inside of the machine. She's certainly determined, which makes it even more amusing, honestly. After a while, though, she stands up to peer over poor Haru's shoulder, arms folded under her chest as she watches the ball. ]
Hey, you're getting better! See? Practice makes perfect!
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Hey, you're getting better! See? Practice makes perfect!