I am sat at the ‘royal table’. I hate my parent’s parties, they’re always boring. As I ponder about nothing I notice one of the guests looking at me. They are not like the rest of the guests. With nice hair and a genuinely nice aura. I walk through the party to her after brief thought I’ve never seen you round here….but I want to know you. Care to follow? He walks toward the guardian and to the lake without you having time to answer. At the lake there is a tree swing and a dock
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