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Ha, Old.

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The gang is arguing again. All in good fun, though.

According to Rae, they're 17 today. They're probably the oldest now. Nobody other than them is keeping track, considering it's been so long since they all started this journey together. According to Rae it's been exactly 449 days, and nobody bothers trying to argue otherwise or convert that into months.

"Rae, you're a nerd." Komodo mocks, holding back a laughter that shines in her eyes.

For a moment, it looks as though everyone other than Rae is about to laugh. Rae is not amused by the joke, and it's suprising they haven't committed a murder by now.

"They're an old nerd too!" Cookie chimes in, holding the same laughter in nya's gaze as Komodo. 

Acorn, noticing some funny business about to go on, adds their own two cents in. "You're practically fading into dust, Rae." Acorn is definitely worse at holding in laughter, and they giggle a bit.

Rae is smoldering like the hot coals of the fire the gang built last night.

The younger members of the group start laughing again, and the slightly responsible almost-adult looks about ready to get arrested for 3 counts of manslaughter. Luckily for them, there aren't any police stations around and there haven't been any for several weeks. What Rae can't see, however, is everyone's favorite ghosty friend...

"Rae, Mea says you're old as well. Xe just wanted you to know." Cookie commented in the calmest voice fae could muster, with everyone laughing around them. 

"Go tell Mea to suck a dick!" Rae joked quite loudly, sending a few birds flying out of the nearby forests.

"MEA! RAE SAYS TO SUCK A FAT ONE!" Komodo shouted at the top of her lungs, making everyone else flinch a bit.

"Mea says xe can't because xyr already dedicated to sucking your mum's." She announced in an incredibly calm and emotionless tone, quite unlike the loud British kid.

Everyone continues to laugh heartily, trailing off late into the night. A wisp of air just hardly moves, and moves right into the distance. The wind slithered along a set path that night, as if scouting and searching for someone... Or perhaps a few someones.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 07, 2021 ⏰

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