Mable : How was school?
Hannah : Awful. Social studies was chaotic, all we learned was to say sorry when you hurt someone.
Mable : Sheesh, my day not not any greater. Rose tripped me at lunch, and from then on I was called Sauce Snot -.-
Hannah : Yeah, I saw that.
Mable : And that doesn't make it any better.
Hannah : But what about after school? Instead of walking with me, you were walking with other kids.
Mable : Yeah, other kids that were trying to come up with a better nickname for me. The best they got to was lettuce butt.
Hannah : There wasn't any lettuce for lunch.
Mable : Yeah, they're not exactly good at the nickname thing.
Hannah : Bye, gotta play some more Mario Cart Wii.
Mable : Of course.
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Pink Moon
FantasyMable : So then what? Hannah : The girl was lost and forgotten. Mable : On a pink moon? Mable : Strange. Just strange. Hannah : Moons are told to be haunted and the shadows of our dreams. Mable : What does that mean? Hannah : I dunno. Book on...
