[center]Despite the fact that today was really important for her, Iris didn’t look like she was ready. She was slouched back at the picnic table. Another [url= https://youtu.be/AS486nrAttA]song[/url] played in one ear, and she was wearing... wait for it.
 Sweatpants. Did she care? Sure. After all, it’s not like she was about to have her very being bound to a magic wellspring she’s never laid eyes on before. This day meant something to her, no doubt. But she’s not the kind of person to go all out for these things. She cares, and that’s all she needs to do. The elders won’t throw her out for wearing something comfortable. She stared up into the clouds a bit, her cup half empty but still with an elusive drink inside it. Tea? Mountain Dew? Or was it Faygo? Do we even have Faygo...maybe it’s RC...No, RC doesn’t taste yellow...Mountain Holler? No...too flat...

She should probably look in the damn cup.


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