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Night is falling, bunny-people around you are going back to their little homes.
A light blue bunny-girl with round glasses comes out of one such house, her long ears perked up. Her name is Almond.
She only comes up to your waist and has to look up to greet you. "Welcome, Anon! Come in! Don't hit your head on the door."
It's a cozy home. The fireplace inside is lit and orange light bathes the wooden furniture. Two other bunnies sit around a table.
There's Cherry. Pink fur and exclusively wears black. She sits up straight and fixes her clothes when she sees you. Caramel wears denim overalls that go well with her butterscotch fur. She waves at you enthusiastically.
"Now that Anon is here the pajama party can finally start!" Almond declares. "Yaaay!" Caramel cheers. Cherry shrugs. "Sure. What are we doing?"
Almond puts her hands on her hips. "Why, playing games of course." She walks over to a large closet—humongous by bunny standards—and opens it.
The closet opens to reveal an infinity of board games, toys and oddities crammed inside, stacked precariously and ready to topple over. Anything you can think of is surely in there, somewhere.
"So, what do we play?" Almond asks.
