Seril watched as she started talking about her home, as she looked around his room, he thought to himself what life must have been like growing up in Focal. It could've been all that hard but neither was life in Till, and he had his stories.he turned around still leaning on the door frame as she walked to his bed and sat down. And he almost blushed when she mentioned his accent. " In Till, on the main road, all types of folks would come from all the zones to a small store I worked at. We didn't get a lot of business but it was only business that we ever really got in the whole town anyway besides the farms. We got a little ranch back home but nothing to brag about, just to keep us going." He said looking at the book laid open on the bed next to her. For a second he thought that would look weird but quickly brushed that feeling off, picking up the book and putting it on his desk. "I don't really know my way around this place, do you know where the dinning room is?" He said trying to keep his accent down.
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