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[color=C82053][i]’Not gonna be having any secret conversations while I'm around anytime soon!’[/i][/color]

[color=31FFCC][i]’As if I would have tried! Well…[/i][/color], she paused in her movements, tapping her chin for a moment as she looked up, seeming to debate something before a shy smile pulled at the corner of her mouth. [color=31FFCC][i]’Maybe I would have tried once but it wouldn’t have been anything bad, promise!’[/i][/color] Amelia signed before making an X mark over heart. [color=31FFCC][i]’Cross my heart and hope to die if I am lying.’[/i][/color] She was about to ask more about what Jeremy had been up to since the split from town and what else was new in his life besides Hawaiian shirts when an instantly recognized voice addressed her, pulling her attention away from the conversation to focus on the owner. [color=007236]"If you kids need me, I'll be at the Shack. Amelia, we're prepping so whenever you're ready."[/color] Gar reminded her to which she gave a small nod, only pouting a bit once his gaze was no longer on her and heading out of the little diner. She knew it was her job to prep and stock today but it seemed to her that the one who was already there should be kind enough to do it. Well, okay, that wasn’t completely fair but come on! Jack was practically begging for payback since she would ultimately have to walk back which would take more than an hour to get there or take the bus which was...less than desirable. Plus why do boring stock work when new friends and current friends were by the plenty here!? Would he honestly not think the same thing if the roles were reversed? Okay, maybe not, but she wasn’t sweet all the time. She had a bit of fire in her and she had half a mind to just not bother heading back anytime soon. Go have an adventure and let them wonder...well, Jack was over protective so maybe not drag it out but still! 

She was having the internal debate and missed the fact that Moe had unhidden herself from her hair, messing around with it since her treat had been consumed. Amelia instantly stiffened and went pale at the question to Ludwig from Jeremy, feeling horrible in her mission to keep the small squirrel protected. Jeremy was her friend and she knew that he would definitely never harm Moe but still, she was meant to do job and she started feeling nervous. She glanced at her new friend, looking extremely apologetic while blushing in embarrassment. She carefully moved her hair to obstruct the small creature from view again, lucky to have done so as she did since their food just arrived to the table a moment later. “Here you are, Huns.” the waitress commented as she set down the orders and made her way to another part of the diner, probably to grab someone else’s meal. She quickly broke off a piece of her bacon, lifting her hair a bit as she offered the treat to Moe. It was one, a friendly gesture as she wanted to emerald colored creatures to like her but also to keep Moe busy from doing further exploring in the mass of hair she kept. She really probably should get it cut but she enjoyed her long hair so what was she to do? Once she had Moe situated again, she carefully started onto her french toast by coating it in a healthy dose of syrup...aka, drowning the hell out of it. 

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