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[right][color=springgreen][b]A collaboration with [@Hero] (Elliot)[/b][/color]
[color=50CCAE][sub]Other interactions: [@Legion02] (Mike) & [@KatKook] (Kate)[/sub][/color][/right]
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Mia's head whipped around at the sound of her name being shouted. She was met with the sight of her favourite puppy dog of a man, Elliot, pushing his way through the crowd to meet her. It was impossible to ascertain from Elliot's voice whether he was aware of the whole [i]Elites[/i] situation or not, as his excitement could've been born out of anything. That's the thing Mia most liked about Elliot - he always brought sunshine wherever he went. The man seemed to have this uncanny ability to make Mia enjoy herself in a way that made her forget everything that made the world such a shitty place to live in, if only just for a moment.
[b][color=50CCAE]"Hey man,"[/color][/b] the brunette greeted with a grin as the himbo (and Mia used that word in the fondest sense possible, thank you very much) reached her.

Elliot's attention was quickly averted as he, too, noticed the list on the billboard. Mia rested her hand on Elliot's shoulder as she observed his reaction to the piece of paper. When Elliot sincerely pointed out they got the names wrong, Mia had to further lean on him to keep her balance as a joyous laughter broke through. After spending a few beats gathering herself, Mia leaned back and met her friend's eye.
[b][color=50CCAE]"Damn, you're totally right,"[/color][/b] she agreed with a somber face, not even a hint of sarcasm in her voice. Elliot was too pure in Mia's eyes; she'd never maliciously make fun of his low intelligence. Only in a friendly way.
[b][color=50CCAE]"I'm as lost as you are, although I think it's got something to do with Ms. Fortune. Think we made it into her list of Elites, whatever that means,"[/color][/b] Mia contemplated. The Estonian took a brief look at Elliot before continuing, her brow furrowed in confusion.
[b][color=50CCAE]"Dunno why she'd make me [i]'the Artist'[/i] though. I don't paint... or sing, or whatever."[/color][/b]

Elliot shook his head once more as he pocketed his phone, lips pressed in a frown as he looked back at the board. After a few seconds of silence, he snapped his fingers, feeling an understanding. [color=springgreen]“I got it,”[/color] He said, feeling the clarity. [color=springgreen]“You’re a work of art, so artist--no, that...doesn’t seem right...not that you’re not hot but I don’t think I get it, either.”[/color] He sighed, scratching the back of his head.

He squinted at some other names and faces, reeling back as he suddenly remembered what she said. [color=springgreen]“Wait, MsFortune like the one from Insta? Like...I thought that was just some troll account with pretty pictures. Though, that’s most of Insta,”[/color] He shrugged, clearly making little effort in actually understanding what was happening.

Mia blinked a few times as she took in Elliot’s attempt at explaining the situation. Even though it went nowhere, Mia couldn't help but softly smile at the man's words.
[b][color=50CCAE]”Damn, I thought you were onto something there,”[/color][/b] Mia sighed with Elliot, feeling at least a little better about the nickname thanks to him.
[b][color=50CCAE]”Maybe you’re the Kyle ‘cause like… it’s a reference to something maybe? Someone named Kyle, someone famous,”[/color][/b] Mia offered in return, although she was absolutely lost as to why Elliot had gotten the nickname he did as well.

[b][color=50CCAE]”Maybe you’re right and this is all just an elaborate troll. None of the names make any damn sense... Unless Kyle is your middle name,”[/color][/b] Mia added. The brunette took a few breaths to think over her words, trying to maybe find an answer that hadn’t been voiced yet. She came up empty.

Despite the uneasy feeling at the bottom of Mia’s stomach - this whole thing wouldn’t end well for anyone - she let a little grin tug at her lips.
[b][color=50CCAE]”Hey, it’s definitely one of those word thingies,”[/color][/b] she said with a playful nudge to Elliot’s side. The English word was escaping her, and she had to look around for it a bit. [b][color=50CCAE]”Word shortenings… a [i]lühend[/i], a... it’s like abbri-something, right? KYLE obviously stands for: Kind, uhh Youthful? Legit, and the E is for Elliot!”[/color][/b] Mia mentally cringed at herself.

Elliot looked relieved at Mia’s explanation, laughing as he nodded. [color=springgreen]“See, that makes way more sense,”[/color] He agreed with her explanation. [color=springgreen]“Mostly because my middle name is Johnathan, but I don’t think MsFortune would know that. But she doesn’t seem to know my first name, either.”[/color] He shook his head in disappointment.

He fell quiet for a moment, the gears in his head whirring at a mile a minute. [color=springgreen]“So then...A for Awesome, R for Radical, T for Turbulent, I for...Intelligent, S for Super Awesome, T for--wait, no, they’re missing the ‘M’ for your name,”[/color] He gasped, shocked he found a flaw in her explanation, though he then added, [color=springgreen]“I really thought that was it, too…”[/color]

Mia smiled at Elliot, chuckling as she shook her head and sighed.
[b][color=50CCAE]”Hey, at least we tried. I think you were totally close to figuring it out,”[/color][/b] she assured, trying to push away the growing uneasiness. The whole ‘spilling secrets’ part of the instagram post was haunting Mia with its existence. Were these some sort of code names for all of them? But they had used their real faces…
Mia’s phone buzzed in her other hand then, informing her of a new message. [b][color=50CCAE]”Wait, I think that’s-”[/color][/b] she began, only to be interrupted by another person calling her name.
[i][color=50CCAE]Mike?[/color][/i] Phone forgotten, Mia turned to greet the confused man. She remembered him being labeled ‘the Hermit’ on the board, and while it was more than a little mean, Mia couldn’t help but understand where MsFortune had been coming from. At least one name made sense.

[b][color=50CCAE]”Hey! Me and Elliot were just trying to figure that out actually,”[/color][/b] Mia answered with a shake of her head. Even though the circumstances were odd, it was good to see Mike around. Her accent always started to become more pronounced the longer she talked in one go.
[b][color=50CCAE]”I initially came here to find that food truck that sells pastries and waffles, the Belgian one that comes like every year,”[/color][/b] the brunette continued, reminded by the faint scent of delicious waffles reaching her nostrils. (They were nothing compared to Mia’s absolute favourite waffles that could only be gotten from that one bubble waffle place in Tallinn, but they were competent enough. Thinking of those waffles just made her miss Estonia more. Curses.)

Mia’s phone buzzed in her hand again, reminding her of its existence. [b][color=50CCAE]”Oh!”[/color][/b] the girl exclaimed as she remembered the unread messages. Mia was hoping they were from Kate, and for once her hopes were fulfilled.

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[b][color=50CCAE]”Kate’s looking for me,”[/color][/b] Mia informed, looking up from her screen.
It didn’t take too long for Mia to spot a familiar jean jacket in the crowd. Kate would’ve been much harder to spot had Mia not been 5’8” and familiar with most of Kate’s closet. Mia gave Elliot and Mike a glance before tracking Kate again.
[b][color=50CCAE]”Kate! Behind you,”[/color][/b] Mia shouted at the other girl’s turned back, raising her hand halfway to do a little wave.
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