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[sup]Current Location: Flour Meadough, Friday Afternoon - Interacting With: No One - Mentioned: Joseph[/sup]

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[color=gray]In the few days Olivia had lived in Sol City, she was already witness to several peculiar sights, especially during her first day. Olivia managed to get lost trying to find her way to the city hall, but a kind yet awkward stranger helped her on her way. She had wondered what happened to Joseph since then; after all, Olivia had noticed how much an odd ball he was. The man appeared ready to jump out of his own skin--although he was still friendly--and declared himself as a wanderer. A true oddball in any sense.[/color]

[color=f49ac2][b]"City Hall is hosting a winter times ball. Dance the night away to the Sol's finest hits and maybe strike it lucky."[/b][/color]

[color=gray]The advertisement in the next room over had brought Olivia out of wonderland and back to reality. Olivia wasn't quite sure if she should go, but her grandmother convinced her into going. [i]Don't worry about me or the bakery,[/i] her grandmother said, who wouldn't hear any ifs, ands or buts from Olivia. Seeing that Olivia was still new to the city, her grandmother thought it was a good time for her granddaughter to meet new friends. Eventually, Olivia caved in, and went to get ready for tonight's ball.

Sitting her toothbrush down into the cup it was originally in, Olivia flashed a smile at herself via the mirror. Everything seemed to be in order--her hair straightened and teeth brushed--and so Olivia turned to the next part of getting ready: finding an outfit. Olivia had a few options available as she hadn't had time to go shopping for more clothes yet, but the decision was still as difficult to choose from.[/color] [color=springgreen][b]"Maybe that one paired with the hat... Wait, where is my hat?"[/b][/color] [color=gray]Olivia spoke out loud to herself, looking around the room for the hat.

Scratching the back of her head, Olivia was at a loss to where her hat could've gone. Her grandmother's house was spacious for being connected to the bakery, but even then there weren't too many crevices for Olivia to lose her things. Olivia took a quick look under the bed and in the closet, and in neither was the hat. Where could it had gone?[/color] [color=springgreen][i]Hopefully it didn't go too far..[/i][/color] [color=gray]Olivia thought as she went exploring the rest of the building for the mysterious case of a missing hat.[/color]

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