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[color=#cd5c5c][sup][color=crimson][b][u]Location[/u]:[/b][/color] Carnival[/sup]
[sup][color=crimson][b][u]Interactions[/u]:[/b][/color] [color=ff99cc]Nala[/color] (via text) [@King Kindred], [color=92278f]Mims[/color] (via text) [@viktorseier][/sup][/color]
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[color=salmon][indent][indent]Everyone was so goddamn loud.

Of course, they were. It was a carnival, after all. Not that Malu cared one way or the other. Truth be told, she was more fixated on waiting to hear back from a certain someone, a certain best friend of hers. But Ali wasn’t responding to [i]any[/i] of her messages. Not that she expected, oh you know, her best friend to help her endure through the hell that was this first day. But she understood the game. Malu wasn’t faulting Ali because she had this massive crush on her brother. She honestly felt that she could do [i]way[/i] better than that idiot, but she wasn’t the type to make the girl feel guilty.

But that would involve that Ali actually disclosed it to her. Malu was smart and observant. She saw the way that girl looked at Kyle and how he practically avoided her gaze like the goddamn plague. Was it because he liked Ali too? Maybe it was due to Cass sitting near them. Honestly, she didn’t know. And if she wasn’t still so damn annoyed at Kyle for almost making her late and almost ruining her decade-long perfect attendance record, she might actually care to entertain the thought.

Good thing she wasn’t.

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[color=ff99cc]Nala[/color]
Fine Nala, get back to me whenever.
[color=ff99cc]Nala[/color]
Just know you’re gonna owe me big time, Bish
[color=ff99cc]Nala[/color]
I mean we’re binging cheesy fucking anime until I fucking puke from all the cheesiness
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Well, that made her smile. And that smile brought her to the sight of her other quote-unquote ‘best friend’. She wasn’t [i]as[/i] close to Mia, but they vibed. And through their shared traumas of their brother’s intellectually lethal Chronic Dumbass Syndrome. Side effects include the likelihood to develop psychopathic tendencies and may be prone to frequent cursing.

She had no fucking idea where on earth that friend of hers was and maybe instead of trying to find her, Malu would simply send her a text and tell her to meet her somewhere. As soon as she thought about that, her stomach had started to growl in such a loud manner that she rolled her eyes.

Guess she knew where she was heading.

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[color=92278f]Mims[/color]
Get your ass to Luis’ Tacoporium
[color=92278f]Mims[/color]
Bitch we gettin us some tacos!
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Satisfied, Malu made a  beeline for that very truck, and thankfully, it wasn’t very far. Unfortunately, there was a fucking line. 

They better hurry up. Malu was already cranky. If she doesn’t get her taco fix by the time Mims finds her way over, someone isn’t going to get a positive review on Yelp.

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