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x[/color][img]https://i.imgur.com/6a3QPjM.png[/img][/cell][/row][/table][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=BAB86C][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Ash & Micky [@TGM][@alexfangtalon][color=white] — [/color] [color=BAB86C][b]Location:[/b][/color] Lacrosse Field[/right][hr][/sub][/color][/indent]
[indent][indent][color=BAB86C]"Micky? Like the mouse?"[/color] Scout asked with a straight, unfazed expression on her face. As she waited for Micky's reaction, Scout cracked a slight smile. [color=BAB86C]"Just joshing with ya. Scout; nice to meet you, too."[/color]

Before either could say anything else, however, her cousin, Ash, approached the duo, and interjected herself into the conversation. Her words reeked of moody pessimism—they always did, at least for the incredibly short time Scout had known her cousin—yet regardless Ash had a point. It [i]didn't[/i] make sense. What exactly was the school trying to prove here? Was this all some big play or trick to hype up the student body for the new school year? To entice school spirit or similar?

Maybe she was just over thinking things. But it didn't change how [i]foreign[/i] and [i]out of place[/i] everything felt to Scout.

[color=BAB86C]"Figure you'd at least be used-tuv-it, Ash. But this festival is certainly sumpt—[i]something[/i],"[/color] Scout paused, biting her lip as she corrected herself. [color=BAB86C]"So what do I know?"[/color]

Glancing at the festival, Scout turned to her cousin and Micky. [color=BAB86C]"Ennaway, you guys want to do something, or what? Might as well enjoy it while we've got time, I'spoze."[/color][/indent][/indent]