[Have a Bela sitting in the middle of her bed, legs curled up around her with a mug in her hands and she looks contemplative for a few moments before she addresses the network.]

I really want to pretend that last month didn't happen.

[She frowns, taking a sip from her mug of tea, holding it between her hands and lets it warm them.]

Actually, forgetting about it altogether would be better but that's impossible so pretending it is.

[A slight smirk forms on her lips.]

Congratulations to those of you who survived.

[Bela sounds a little bitter, clearly not happy with what she went through in June.]

Perhaps a celebration is in order? Or whatever.

[The feed ends.]