"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?" The boy says looking at me weirdly as I thought of names for my dear fish I had just won.
"𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲" I said making sure the bag was secure for our journey home.
"𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭?" He asks unamused by the female.
"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐨, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦"
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In which a girl tells a boy running the carnival stand how life can be seen in a different perspective.
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