That Space Spa That Summer Never Shuts Up About; Dimension FH-001, Sunday [06/05].

Rest and relaxation, pampering and a potential new hair cut had all been on the agenda for the day, and all of that (and more!) was right at Summer's finger tips at one of her favorite places in the entire multiverse: that goddamn space spa she never shut up about. And she was welcoming a new person into that elaborate space spa experience by dragging Liz along with her to hopefully start nudging her out of the particularly bad funk the current chocobro circumstances had put her into.

Like, seriously, with all the things this place had to offer? If that didn't start making Liz feel better, then Summer might be convinced that nothing would.

Well, you know, save for getting Prompto back, obviously. They were working on it! And she did have news.

She was just saving it for the right time, and the right time was definitely feeling like it could be just soaking in that strawberry-scented mineral bath with a space drink in hand, because it was definitely her favorite part of her favorite place.

"Ohmygoooooooooooood," she groaned happily into a sigh as she closed her eyes and breathed in the relaxing vapors and let the warm water surround her well-massaged muscles, "I seriously want this stuff just pumped into my own bathtub some day, I swear."


[[ for liz! Or, honestly, anyone else who wants in on a sudden spa date, you know Summer would not say no, and NFB for distance, natch ]]