Chapter 47: Plushie's Story

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"And it's Plushie." Ollie said and held the banner to her. The other flinched before taking the banner, glancing down at her lap before grumbling slightly, trying to figure something out before glancing at her phone.

"Well, I guess I could tell you this..."

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It was years ago, around the time when I lived somewhere other than here. Back at where I lived before I moved here, I had a pretty big friend group. We called ourselves the Plush Cult, since our nicknames have "Plushie" but my own name is just Plushie.

It was about two days before I flew to America after having been told that I was going to be moving with my parents. That day, the entire group got into a pretty big fight, and haven't really been on talking terms for a while. And that also meant that I was unable to tell them that I was moving.

"So what did you do?"

I guess that I just, left without saying a word. It was of about more than two weeks did the others figured to realize that I wasn't there, and asked me through our little chatting site on our devices. I told them that I had moved, days after the whole fight. At first they thought that I was just running away from the entire thing, but in actuality I was just here in U.S., waiting for them to get over the fight and just be friends again.

We all were able to go back to speaking terms and soon enough become friends again, and there was that whole debacle with them maybe hating me and all that shenanigans, but's all over now. It's fine, and they just never knew that I was this busy, being a Student Council Member.

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"Well, at least they understand, right?" Nightglow asked.

"Yeah, and now we all are trying to find some time and see if any of us have flexible times and all that. And that possibly be my midnight and their afternoon." Plushie nodded her head, reaching over into the hat.

"Well that's nice to hear." Springy smiled, clapping her hands together and Plushie grinned at her in agreement, pulling out a piece of paper and looked back at it as she held up the banner above her head.

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