"You're the new girl, huh?" The girl narrows her eyes. "Thought so. Well since you're new I'm going to quickly explain some things about how stuff works around here: If there's a Marker or a Powell involved, do as told and don't quesiton it unless you know the folks involved. Definitely don't question the logic if it involves the Marker Twins, -they know how to get revenge and make it hurt in more ways then you think. Don't stick your nose where you aren't welcome and definitely don't mess with the social groups, they don't particularly take much fondness about that. And never pet any of the cats you see wandering around, good chance of them belonding to the Twins and I swear those two teach them to attack on sight."

Link: https://www.sylestia.com/forums/?thread=90939&page=61#604 Author: Orcastration Time Posted: 8/30/2020 at 1:34 PM He looks up when you approach. "Let me guess. Youre here to tell me that Mr. Fix-it doing nothing over there refused to help with this dang thing!" Apparantly he hadnt seen you comimg frome the park.

"not realy, i felt like stopping you from losing a limb to whatever what you are doing to that mower." I said playfully. " But seriously, you probably should get that thing checked out tho, i saw you struggle with it earlyer too."

"Because THat guy." He jabs a thumb at the direection of the black haired boy on your porch, "decided that just because his sis and my sis are besties and my sis hates me he's not repairing anything i bring to him for a week."

the black-hiaired on your porch pointedly ignores the finger-pointing.

Not wanting to start a fight or anything he tryed to see if there was another solution. " Did you try bring it to their shop and ask for help ? I doubt they will be able to say no in there."

"I can't even move it, how am I supposed to get it all the way across the park and to the market area?."

Glancing down you notice that his mower is also stuck in a good number of tall grass and weeds.

Mikal keeps on ranting not even noticing you leave.

The street is otherwise the same as before, except for the fi y on your poech now leaning on the fence and chatting with a blonde guy from next door

(Sxhiest wrong person lol)

Thes treet is pretty quiet on this end.

Or at least it is until a boy with purple hair thats obviously been grown out back to regular black, a dark purple jacket, and sunglasses gets shoved out of the house with the music and th e door slammed and locked behidn him.

Behidn you, Amalie glances up, rolls her eyes, and goes back to reading. The boy loojk saround 16 or 17 and highly diagruntled with the bright sunlight.