MULE-BELLA

ang pogi ni daddy seb

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                    SHE stretched her long legs as best she could while driving in skinny jeans. the cuff of her white cotton shirt was stained with coffee from a quick swerve. 
          here she was, journeying the same place again to relieve her from stress, the seaside.
          
                     SHE ran her fingers through her dark brown hair, which fell smooth and straight to her shoulders. no sooner, she saw her friend, "hey, freak!" she exclaimed. nang mapansin niyang hindi pala iyon ang kaibigan niya, "fudge, 'm sorry." 
          
          ┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ OOC. have a nice day! don't forget to smile, honey. 

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             "There was once a girl who was never loved by her family. They never accepted or treated her as a real daughter, the girl got so curious why she was not treated the same way her siblings are. So she decided to dig up informations until unexpectedly she found out her family's most hidden secret. As cliché it may sound her parents found out that she knew about the secret, too scared that their children might also find out. The parents threw the girl into the secret-" 
          
               Shine stopped reading the story she made, when someone approaches her "Hey miss can I sit beside you?" She lifted her gaze to find a lass/lad in front of her. Shine looked around the place only to find out that the park is filled with people and the bench she's sitting was the only one left that was not full.
          
              "Sure" Shine replied, smiling and moved a little for you to have a space to sit. "Do you know the story of The Family with a Hidden Secret?" Shine suddenly asked out of nowhere, she facing at the noisy park but clearly she was talking to you.

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          halsie as usual, is holding a small basket of strawberries. she always had it in her side whenever. 
          she took out one, and it went straight into her mouth.
          she continued walking, she took out one again and as soon as the strawberry went out the basket someone bumped into her, 
          her eyes followed the strawberry and worse, it got stepped. 
          "oh my poor strawberry!" she gasped. she looked at the poor strawberry and her gaze landed on you, "you stepped on my strawberry, miss/mister." she said with a sad tone.

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              8:30 PM

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               15:07

( nakakabakla si lisa— este ikaw )

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          It was the Fifth of December, a windy Wednesday with no chance of rain, When raine leroux realised that he wanted bubble tea. He was sitting in the bench which is in front of Seaside with his journal opened and a cup of coffee in his hand. “too much water” he thought. 
          
          It wouldn't have been a problem to go and get some bubble tea if he didn't feel oddly lazy today. In a situation like this, Raine had to admit, he wish he had some friends. but oh, well, he had one. he closed his journal and got up, he did a little stretch, since he had been sitting for hours now. He walked for a few minutes, Dayfly blasting in his ears through his headphones.
          
          Once he was in front of the shop, Raine opened the door and walked in. There weren't many people inside - a grandma, chatting with the cashier, Two girls and a boy around his age. Raine smiled slightly, as he walked to the counter. A young lass/lad was now in front of him, Raine giggled and pat the lass/lad shoulder to get her/his attention,
          
          “Hello there, what's your favorite flavor of bubble tea?” He asked excitedly.
          
          ( ⇢ OOC. Kahit anong reply pwede po, hindi niyo kailangan na habaan pa para hindi na mahirapan. [cake] for you! babye <3 ) 

i looked at you weirdly. "why are you even outside in the first place if you have poor eyesight..." i sighed. "follow me murian. you're lucky that i can see clearly even if it is dark outside." i said as i started to walk. now i look like a tourist guide or something. "i can sense that you're not an assassin because of your weak eyesight. from what group are you?" i asked.