2″I sit in the booth, drumming my fingers on my bare knees. I nervously chewed on my hoodie string whilst the fortune teller peared into her crystal ball. The place smelt heavily of sandalwood insence. She flung her hands in the air and loudly declared 'Ahaaa', but as she did, my sesion was interrupted by someone ballering into the tent from the staff side. They fell over the table in a tangle of curtains, causing us both to jump backwards, and there you were uh...hi?
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2~kitty cat master~
30/04/2025
u-um the lights turned off again Mrs reserva
*The fortune teller snorts and mutters under her breath. She then turns to me with a smug look on her face* It's a sign from the spirits. They are telling you to get up and walk out of this tent.
o-okay then
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30/04/2025