.:Shola:.
I looked at the boy. From the looks of his long hair, he was most likely a tangela. Or maybe a tanglegrowth. But I believe he was a tangela. When he offered to help me around, I was quite gratefull.
"Well, here are the boys' rooms," he started, pointing down the other hallway. "Let's see... Here is a... Sitting area... And in here is the kitchen..." I started to feel like he wasn't entirely sure of himself, and I grew suspicious.
"You are... New, as well, correct?" I interrupted him. He stopped, and looked at me, with a mildly embarrassed look.
"Well, yeah... A little..." he confessed.
"Ah!" I smiled without revealing my pointed teeth. "Well, I guess we are similar in that way. You needn't really Show me much more, besides the exits. I don't thi k there is much else important. I mean, eat, drink, sleep, and freedom is all life needs, right?"
Tanner eyed me curiously. "Yeah, I guess," he said.
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Okay, so, I'm on my iPod and as some know, long posts ain't an option because it refreshes the page.
So, here is what I did! ^_^ I hope I got Tanner right! Just tell me and I'll fix it if you want!
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Shola
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