She started forward and made her way forward, ignoring the snickering about her age and her fuku style - she was dressed as though she practically was a Cheetah Cub - at nearly 13 years of age. Yet now she didn't let it bother her. And she didn't separate herself from the people either, she helped out when needed, and refused any reward.
Now she was picking up some apples that had fallen out of a street seller's barrel, "There you go, Mr. Aller. I think that is that last of them." "Why thank you, uh uh.." "Just call me Leaena." "Well thank you, Leaena. What an unusual nam-"
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Here's a nice place for Eveite to cut in - if she (or you) like(s) biggrin