PC: Camille

[sootprints]

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WEEK 4: Wednesday

[scrapdraught]

[ASSIGNS THEM...HIKING. getting away from it all. Also assigns them hand-holding, fight me.]

Kind of makes me nostalgic. I spent a lot of time running around the woods as a kid.

[sootprints]

[ hiking! hand-holding! today's fit (but she'll wear boots or something so she doesn't suffer too much). ]

R, really?

... I did too. Out in the fields.

[ But I haven't done that in a long time, and now I get tired and sore way too easily... ]

What kind of place did you grow up in?

[scrapdraught]

[oh fit check! She is so cute, here is Camille!

Also hm.]

Let me know when you're ready to take a breather. I'm not in great shape myself.

[and hm again.

Shouldn't have said anything.]

Ah — small town, bottom of Missouri. There wasn't much going on in town, so kids ran loose in the woods most of the time.

[sootprints]

[ a grateful little nod. sometimes you are just a baby with asthma (probably). ]

Oh... That sounds a little like my home, too. Do you still live there?

[scrapdraught]

No. [Said immediately. Then with a laugh, less humourous than it is an escape.] I got out of there fast as I could. I'm in the city now.

[sootprints]

Oh... that must have been exciting. I've always wanted to see a city.

[ I think the last place doesn't quite count... ]

[scrapdraught]

Yeah? Never been?

Chicago's all right. Fine enough, but not the biggest news. Maybe something like it will pop up. I could show you the ropes.