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If there was one thing that could be said about Louisiana, it was that the weather was always accommodating for summertime values. Or at least, that’s what it felt like with how hot and humid the air was. It was a sharp difference to what [url= https://i.imgur.com/iA0fEa9.jpg]Katie[/url] was used to but nothing that couldn’t be adapted to. Especially when she was about to be in the presence of newcomers and, hopefully, friends.

Who knows, maybe the weather would change for the better and a storm would brew up. Doubtful, but wasn’t New Orleans famous for storms anyway? Though on second thought, it was probably best to not mention that aloud lest people get the wrong idea…in any case, Katie walked up to the front of the restaurant that was to be their meeting place. She had to admit, whoever had chosen Willie Mae's Scotch House had good taste in all definitions of the word.

Entering the restaurant and looking around, it was easy to spot the only person in the area with white hair. That must be Daichi from what she was told. Katie cleared her throat and walked closer to the man with a smile on her face. [color=powderblue]“Er, hi! You must be Daichi? I’m not sure if you know who I am but I’m Katie Bastion. We’re supposed to be working together, right?”[/color]

She offered up a hand to shake towards the boy and made sure to iron out any sparks that might have been present in her palm. After all, it was always best to give the right impression to people one would be working with. A few seconds passed before she heard a female voice call Daichi’s name out. Katie looked around to see a waving girl then glanced back at Daichi. [color=powderblue]“That must be our other partners. Shall we?”[/color]
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