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The white-haired fallen half walked half skipped ahead of his caretaker. He could do so easily because his freshling arms weren't heavily laden with books, potted, plants, plushies, and most importantly candy. He had quite a haul at the Winter Solstice festival and spent most of it with his friends, two of which were newly made. As they neared the dorms, someone pink caught his eye (and Charmstar had a very perceptive eye for anyone or anything pink.) The fallen tugged at his caretaker's pant leg, then pointed to the nixie freshling, "I'm gonna go and say hi, is that okay?"

He was told it was fine, just be back at the dorms soon to put his new things away.

"'Kaaaay~" Charmstar smiled sweetly, knowing that if he stayed out long enough, his caretaker would end up tidying things for him. He strolled up to the other freshling, and because he liked to make an entrance, he opened his golden wings almost to their full span. "Hiya!" he greeted, trying not to come on too strong this time. "Did you go to the festival?"

Charmstar was not going to preen, he was not going to let the compliment get to his head, he was going to accept it with poise and grace and- pfft he totally was going to preen at being told pretty by another pretty freshling. Of course he had better control of himself in the physical sense and instead of fanning his wings out further, he let them flutter lightly instead before tucking them behind him out of the way.

"Thank you~" he chirped, one finger twirling around a strand of his pink-tipped white hair. "You'we pwetty too~" and he meant it. The fallen had such a soft spot for pinks. "I've been to the festival! It's fun! Thewe's lots of games and booths and candy~" he squealed happily, recalling the delicious taste of the candy canes. "But thewe's some meany, bitey familiaws too so you gotta be caweful. Ow have a gwown up cawwy them fow you."

The Nine, help him, hearts on cheeks and further pink blushing~ Charmstar would have swooned from the cuteness but he refrained, focusing instead on their conversation, "Nu uh, I didn't get bitten, but my fwiend almost did! Until my othew fwiend's mom came and took the bitey familiaw away. Oh but we won plushies after and snowglobes! You should go to the festival, it's so fun!"

He said it all in one long breath in his excitement at sharing his experience and now had to gasp for air.

The fallen giggled at the enthusiasm, shifting his weight from one foot to another in an attempt to mirror the other freshling's dancing. He then pointed to his caretaker, who was holding several large plushies and a stocking spilling with books, candies, and other assorted prizes. "Most of my stuff's ovew thewe, but but look!" He held out his hand, gesturing to his wrist to show the friendship bracelet he'd gotten. "It comes in othew colows too! No pinks though, would have gotten on if I saw one." He explained.

"It's weal pwetty, yeah! My fwiend has good taste." The fallen freshling nodded enthusiastically, "Uh huh~ Pink is the best colow evew!" His eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled. With a tilt of his head, he introduced himself, "I'm Chawmstaw, what's youw name? Maybe we'll be in the same class at the academy!" He held out the same hand wearing the bracelet, offering his hand to be shaken.

Although with the time he's spent at school, Charmstar wasn't so sure how much longer before he'd be allowed to move onto his junior years. He wondered if the other freshling just started or if they simply hadn't shared the same schedule.

The white-haired freshling felt torn in calling Ebi by a nickname used by their parents. The nicknames he preferred to use were those determined by his contemporaries or himself. But on the other hand, he did have permission to use it. In the end, the fallen decided that "Suwe, Shwimpy it is then!" he beamed.

He leaned in close to give the other freshling a hug of thanks, golden wings fluttering behind him. "Yes! Let's play when we can! Thewe's a supew fun playgwound neaw hewe!"