Privilege of the young

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The group has made it to a new town.

Fern: This town seems to have a lot of nice stalls.

Stark: Agreed might be worth doing some looking around.

Sozin looked at Frieren she looked up at him and smiled. He blushed and looked forward.

(Sozin: She always does that I look at her for a few seconds and boom that smile. Matter of fact. This place is familiar)

Flashback

Heiter saw a bar.

Heiter: Mere paces in and this place is clearly full of life. You can tell by the number of bar.

Frieren and Sozin were next to Himmel.

Himmel: You worked so hard. May I take you shopping to say thanks?

Frieren: Hm?

Sozin: Huh?

Himmel: This town seems to have a lot of nice stalls.

Frieren: If you want to I suppose.

Sozin: Sure, that's fine by me. I need some more equipment.

Flashback ends

Sozin and Frieren were looking up at a clocktower.

Stark: What are you doing master? Frieren? Come on you two.

Sozin: Oh crap.

At an Inn

Stark: What do you gain by being so rude?! You always Berate me when you get the chance.

Fern: (Pout)

Stark: If you hate me come out and say it! Ugh, I'm going back to my master!

Frieren: But Sozin-

Stark: I know shopping!

Outside Sozin and Sein walked to the girls room but saw Stark walking pass them with a grumble. Sozin was confused as all hell.

Sozin:....What the hell was that?

Frieren looked through the door.

Sein: What's with all the noise? Lovebirds fighting?

Frieren: If you were aware today is Fern's birthday. And unfortunately Stark forgot to get her a gift.

They walk in to see Fern's pout.

Frieren: She isn't taking it well.

Sozin looked at Fern and his heart ached from the cuteness

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Sozin looked at Fern and his heart ached from the cuteness.

Frieren: If you ask me, you were a bit harsh this time. You never listen to a thing that poor lad has to say.

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