(Name) Frost was famous for her enchanting voice and brilliant songs, and lived in Red Shore City. She was all out beautiful inside and out. Even though she has an amazing life and personality, doesn't mean she didn't have a hard childhood.
You see...
(Remember, these are the set of clothes you chose in chapter 1).
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(Name)' POV. At the Theatre..
After the long walk back to the Moon theatre, I had also got Buster to put up my hood and pass me my glasses. I placed Buster down once we made it to the entrance of Moon theatre, and we both walked in. I slipped off my hood and placed my glasses back in the pouch on my guitar case.
I walked into the main room where the stage was and the chairs. I looked around me in wonder as the lights lit up the magnificent theatre room.
"Wow.. It's still beautiful." I softly admitted.
"Yeah, never ceases to amaze me." Buster agreed with me.
"Hello Mr. Moon! Who's this?" Miss Crawly asked.
I gasped in fake shock and placed a hand on my chest, pretending to be offended.
"I can't believe you don't remember me!!" I exclaimed. I jus laughed and walked over to Miss Crawley and hugged her gently.
" Hello, Miss Crawly. It's been so long.." I spoke with tears bubbling up in my blue and (Eye colour) eyes that were shut closed.
Miss Crawly hugged back and gently said to me. "Oh, (Name). It's so good to see you again."
We pulled away and laughed a bit as Miss Crawly wiped away a stray tear.
"How have you been, dear? How's the city?!"
"It's busy as always in the city but I'm doing great. What about you? How've you been?" I asked back.
"Oh I've been doing wonderful, thanks."
"No problem." I smiled a bit more.
After the little reunion, I followed Buster up to his office with Miss Crawly behind me. The three of us reached Busters office and I placed my guitar case down on one side of the room and sat in one of Busters spare chairs and pulled out my guitar along with the songs I've written.
Ignoring all the noise and the talking between Buster and Miss Crawly. Buster was packing a chest full of stuff and a blue box was placed in there too.
