End Of The Road, The Apocalypse Begins
Eva moved forward at a leisurely pace, her eyes trembling, her mouth slightly open.
"...ora... Dora... There is a Dora..."
Next to Elizabeth, Dora grimaced briefly.
"The worst part is that it makes universal sense."
"Don't you think the worst part is that it's a girl's name?"
Eva could no longer contain her emotions, she elegantly ran towards Dora, like a young woman who had found her lover after years, at least that was what Midgard saw.
"No, that's not happening."
She stepped between them, protecting her precious treasure, forcing Eva out of her dream.
"Wh-what?"
"Enough with the treasure hunt of perfect man, this boy has a matriculation on his forehead and it's mid-001. Get yourself another Dora."
"That makes awful sense, too."
Eva looked at Midgard as if she had seen a ghost, exactly what was happening in a sense.