Parfait had finished her homework, and she'd eaten dinner. So what was a girl to do? Her familiars were already sleeping... uh, she was pretty sure her rocks were sleeping, so she didn't even have Butterscotch with her. Man, this was kind of lonely. She wandered to the playground. There wasn't anyone out here to play with? She sighed and was about to go looking elsewhere, when she spotted someone sitting on the swings. OH! A new friend!
The naive little hybrid figured everyone was a new friend, and skipped up to girl on the swing. She looked to be reading. "What story is that?" She was leaning over, practically sideways, trying to see the title of the book.
Caraway was sitting in a pretty much empty playground, she watched as the light dimmed, but she didn't mind, looked at the book in her hand as she sat on the swings slowly moving back and forth. She needed some time away from her sibling Jic, they didn't like to play with her and thought her love of reading was strange. Today Caraway was reading a story about a little litch who was taking a basket of goodies to their nana who lived deep in the woods and the grimm that wanted to steal the basket of goodies. Caraway thought the story was really good. 
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