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[/h1][/sup][/color][indent][sub][COLOR=FF69B4][I][sub][b]Location:[/b][i] Downtown[/i][/sub][/I][/COLOR][/sub][/indent][indent][sup][right][COLOR=FF69B4][sub][b]Interactions:[/b] [i][color=3CB371]Mila[/color][@Fabricant451][/i][/sub][/color][/right][/sup][/indent][hr][hr]

She found Angel Grove was a completely different change of pace and style in comparison to the small sleepy town boarding the forest she had grown up in. It was quicker in many ways, still friendly but there was no denying it was a true California city. Heck, the festival just proved people came to party as well as enjoy and knew how to let go from their everyday lives. She understood why this appealed to her mother even though the other denied that this was part of the reason she settled here and wouldn’t clearly state how she had met her new husband who had come as a package deal. Either way, the downtown area was a bubble of warm lights, fabulous sights, sounds, smells, and full of cheer as people explored the various food trucks or danced to the free music while waiting for the countdown to occur. Hana felt herself smile at the chaotic mess of bodies from her bench as she sat watching the joyous festivities in full swing while munching on a carnitas street taco. She hadn’t planned to come to the festival but was glad that her mind had been changed due to the invitation from Mila. The woman had put up some fantastic points and arguments in the cafe when she tried to shakily explain she didn’t want to be a bother to her but with the tempting opportunity to at least make a one friend, one who was kind enough to invite her out without even really knowing her and one who insisted she wouldn’t be a bother, it was hard to resist so she had caved. 

Sitting here now, she was actually having a nice time and had no regrets even with the vast crowd gathered. Hana heard more than saw Mila return from her adventure to the pizza truck, offering her a drink which she instantly reached out to take and cupping it in both of her hands with a shy smile. [COLOR=FF69B4]”N-No, that’s okay. T-Thank you for getting this for me, that w-was sweet of you. I was about to get one myself anyway.”[/color], she answered, playing lightly with the tab of the can as she tried to keep her nervous fingers busy. The blare of sirens startled her, making her grip the side of the can a little tighter as her attention shot in the direction of the pasting police cars flying by. She hoped it wasn’t anything serious again but then again, it was New Year’s Eve and people tended to do some pretty stupid things, curtesy of drinking a few more spirits than was necessary in their celebration. It sadly also brought about many worse accidents sometimes which was the major concern for her. Listening to Mila’s explanation of the situation, she hesitantly nodded before adding nervously, [COLOR=FF69B4]”Y-Yeah, I hope so. I-I mean I d-don’t hope so but I hope it’s nothing worse than that.”[/color]

Hana blushed in embarrassment, wanting to just slap her own face every time her mouth opened so she quickly cracked open her drink and chugged, not even caring what the beverage was. Anything that could stop her for a moment from spewing words would be best. [color=3CB371]"Do you want to get closer to the stage? Wait, better question: how are you doing? Having fun, right? I told you it wouldn't be so bad."[/color]
Her fingers reached up to lightly press to her lips after she gulped down the last bit as she couldn’t talk with her mouth full, praying not to hiccup from downing a nice amount of a carbonated drink in a short time. She nodded enthusiastically before taking a deep calming breath just in case. [COLOR=FF69B4]”I-I’m okay, t-thanks for asking. I’ve never seen a festival q-quite like this so I’m having a lot of fun. I-It’s very different but I’m glad you talked me into coming! It’s definitely not so bad.”[/color], she replied before dumping away her trash. Hana nervously shuffled her feet, her fingers tapping on the sides of her thigh like a piano as she debated on the answer about the stage before getting a determined look on her features, lightly grabbing Mila’s wrist with the softest of pulls. [COLOR=FF69B4]”Let’s get closer! Come on!”[/color], Hana exclaimed excitedly with a dazzlingly bright smile.