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God, the festival was crowded. Riley winced to herself as she shouldered through throngs of people with cups of beer, candy apples, cotton candy in hand. She almost elbowed a youth in the face, and, surprised, he spilt his drink into the grass. The rising liquor fumes wrinkled Riley's nose, and he turned bright red, dashing away before the girl who had just bumped into him could be a grasser. Riley watched his back disappear into the night, and noted with frowning disapproval how unsteady his steps were. [i][color=bc8dbf]This one had better not try crossing the road tonight[/color][/i], she thought walking on, her ponytail bouncing behind her with every jaunty step. 

Riley looked around, her eyes lighting on the strange outfits she saw before her. Oh, there were sanely-dressed people like her as well, kindred spirits in jeans and a top - in Riley's case, a nondescript blue blouse - but the costumes that some people had on made it difficult to distinguish the attendants from the carnival-masters. Stripes and polka-dots and frills made Riley feel under-dressed, and yet too formal. In a town where she knew no one, she was certainly out-of-place at a community function, a sore, prominent thumb. 

If there was one consolation, it was the free food. She walked up to the refreshments stall and plucked what she guessed to be a bag of chips from the spread of snacks. There was a figure standing to the side, who had been casting glances around and looked as aimless as Riley felt. She slipped into place beside him, and leant back against the edge of the stall, tearing the pack open. [color=a187be]"You look like you could use some company,"[/color] she said conversationally, her tongue rolling and packaging her words into a drawl, while she popped a crisp into her mouth. As she crunched down on it, she took a better look at who she was speaking to. Riley glanced up at the blue-eyed blonde boy with his bag of popcorn, and then resumed peering around the festival, swallowing the mush of potato chip. 

[color=a187be]"I'm Riley,"[/color] she said, twisting her torso sideways to offer her hand to the boy. [color=a187be]"And you are?"[/color]