poly_chromatic | video: cursed-aged up!mindy

[The video feed starts. Upside down and half obscured by a pillow. There's a mess of tangled blonde hair in the way, too, the faintest streaks of purple throughout. It's quite clearly Mindy Macready's blankets and pillows. Who else would have that much 'Hello, Kitty' in one place?

The hair shifts, the owner quite clearly stirring and waking and the blankets move to reveal...

a Mindy that is clearly older. Her eyes open, one hand rubbing at them for a moment before she looks around. She's baffled for about two seconds, sitting up with a huff. Fingers run through her hair and she sighs.]

Fuck you, City. I don't want to be here again. [Yes, she thinks she's been rekidnapped. For the third time. She spots the device is on and because she is a girl of manners, she shoves it off her bed. It's still for a moment, now recording the ceiling and then Mindy is out of bed, too. She grabs the device and looks into it.]

At least the City was nice enough to dump me in my old bedroom. Now, who is here that I could possibly still know? Just for a time reference.

[And she sits on the floor, back against her bed and one knee brought up for an armrest.]