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xoxoxo Andrea looked at the boy who introduced himself as Jon. Jon.. He was average height, kind of skinny, and he had gray-ish hair. He was definetly older than her, around fifteen or sixteen. He didn't understand sign language, so she couldn't communicate with him that way. He asked if she had anything to write with, and she nodded her head 'no'. She looked around for a second and found a broken pencil. Found one.. Thankfully, it was the sharpened end, so she could write with it. There was a box next to her. It was empty, so she decided she was allowed to write on it. She quickly printed the words 'My name is Aria.' She wrote sometimes, on anything she could with anything she found, so her handwriting was at least legible.
[{(Out.Of.Candy.)}]