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in the aisle ahead, she sees that mop of curly, dark hair and that infamous hellfire shirt. shuffling forward, she slowly approaches him, a bounce between her heel and toes as she stops directly next to him.
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he could be a good distraction; a real person to talk to instead of battling with the anxious thoughts in her head.
“hey, eddie ! it’s been a while since i’ve seen you around.”
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⠀ ⠀quiet footsteps as she pads down to the lake ◞ able to see the faint glow of burnt orange ahead of her. a smile plays on lips as she slowly approaches the girl she was planning to meet.
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