[center][color=1589FF][h1]Carter Patrick-Winslow [/h1][/color][/center]
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[Color=1589FF][b]Time:[/b][/color] Morning
[Color=1589FF][b]Location:[/b][/color] Ember Grove Mall
[Color=1589FF][b]Interaction with:[/b][/color]  [color=F2AA83]Oliver Green[/color], [color=FFC7A9]Illia Green[/color] and [color=65FF00]Genesis Stewart[/color] - [@MsMorningstar] and [Color=darkgray]Damien Crawford[/color] - [@FunnyGuy]

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[color=65FF00]”I’m Genny, that’s Oliver,”[/color] Genny introduced them, pointing over at the boy. [color=65FF00]”And the girl that bumped into you is Illia.”[/color] Carter gave a nod and smiled at the introduction. Thankfully, it didn’t seem like he scared them off just yet. The girl who had bumped into him was rocking on the balls of her feet and had a big grin on her face. Carter couldn’t help but briefly wonder if her sudden shift from annoyance might be because they picked up on their shared trait, but didn’t linger on the thought too long.

[color=FFC7A9]“Yup! Illia Green, it’s a pleasure!”[/color] Carter was unable to take the hand that she had held out, but he gave her a friendly nod instead. [color=FFC7A9]”I wasn’t hurt at all, don’t worry.”[/color] A relieved smile found its way on Carter’s face. [color=1589FF]“I’m glad to hear it. It’s a pleasure to meet you Genny, Oliver and Illia Green.” [/color]

[color=1589FF][i]That’s right, Carter, things are going well so far, so just stay friendly and polite and you won’t have an angry pack of wolves run you out of town.[/i][/color]

[color=65FF00]”Would you mind if we took some of your bags? Sometimes it helps to share the load. And, if you’re not too busy, maybe I could grab us some drinks and we can sit down and chat?”[/color] Returning Genny’s grin with his own, he shook his head. [color=1589FF]“I appreciate the offer, but I couldn’t ask you to trouble yourselves like that, this load isn’t anything I can’t handle.” He still remembers his mother’s lectures on how he shouldn’t burden others if he could prevent it. [color=1589FF]“Drinks and a chat sounds good, though.”[/color]

[Color=darkgray]"Don't you need dog bowls for that?"[/color] A new voice asked, just as another smell hit Carter's nose. Turning slightly, he saw a a man with dark hair and gray eyes that flashed yellow as he passed. [color=1589FF]"Why, do you?"[/color] Carter teased back in a friendly manner before the other was completely out of earshot before turning back to Genny. [color=1589FF]"Friend of yours?"[/color] He had a feeling what the answer would be, but he still had to ask.