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The party has ended. Her final guest has left, she has locked the door and officially returned to Earth. After having spent the last 3 hours tethered to the couch in which she sat and stared at the nothingness on her phone screen, Veronica wanted nothing more than to sit in her dimly-lit kitchen and independently indulge in some birthday cake. Her candles have finally been burned out after forcibly being lit for far too long. This cake, similar to her life, carried a different taste when she was alone.