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Post by McKenzie Williams on Feb 24, 2013 23:42:40 GMT -5
It was a cold day this morning as McKenzie went on a walk through the streets of London. She pulled her coat up a bit more and adjusted her scarf, but the cold was still getting at her. She'd head home shortly to get out of it.
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Post by Summer Gleeson on Feb 24, 2013 23:51:09 GMT -5
Summer was napping on the sturdy branch of a nearby oak tree when McKenzie walked by.
She stirred and began to sniff the air.
"What a familiar scent..." she mumbled to herself, half asleep.
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Feb 24, 2013 23:52:36 GMT -5
As she walked by, she noticed the girl in the tree and looked up there, "Are you ok?" she asked. That seemed like a strange sight, so she thought she'd ask. If this girl might be homeless, she'd at least offer to take her somewhere warm.
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Post by Summer Gleeson on Feb 24, 2013 23:54:02 GMT -5
"Hmm?" she opened one eye and spotted a woman looking up at her, "Why wouldn't I be?"
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Feb 24, 2013 23:55:51 GMT -5
"Well, to me, sitting in a tree like that just looks odd, so I thought I'd ask," she said.
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Post by Summer Gleeson on Feb 24, 2013 23:57:42 GMT -5
"I was taking a nap and this seemed like the perfect place," she said as she stretched and rubbed her eyes.
She then hopped off the branch and landed right on her feet.
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Feb 25, 2013 0:00:12 GMT -5
"Aren't you cold?" she asked, "Your feet are bare."
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Post by Summer Gleeson on Feb 25, 2013 0:01:33 GMT -5
"Only a little," she shrugged, "I haven't gotten entirely used to these cold English mornings."
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Feb 25, 2013 0:02:45 GMT -5
"I'm wearing more than you and I can't really stand it right now," she said, "Do you have somewhere to go?"
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Post by Summer Gleeson on Feb 25, 2013 0:05:08 GMT -5
"Why does that matter to you?"
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Feb 25, 2013 0:05:45 GMT -5
"I'm just a little concerned. You're barefoot, out here in this cold..."
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Post by Summer Gleeson on Feb 25, 2013 0:07:34 GMT -5
"I despise - what do you call them - shoes."
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Feb 25, 2013 0:08:19 GMT -5
Well, that seemed strange.
"Are you ok then?" she asked. "I'll go if you are."
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Post by Summer Gleeson on Feb 25, 2013 0:10:04 GMT -5
"I'm fine," she answered before sniffing at the air again, "You smell...familiar. Have we met before?"
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Post by McKenzie Williams on Feb 25, 2013 0:10:53 GMT -5
"Smell?" she asked. That was strange, "No...I don't think we've met."
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