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It seemed surprised and backed up a little before tiling his head…he was even more intrigued. He set the briefcase at his side down on the elevator floor and floated a little closer to the other.

“Sorry but my curiosity gets the better of me…being a detective and all. Curiosity does kill the cat but…I’m not a cat~”

The smile it made wasn’t a nice one…it was…creepy…

“Well well well, a new face~ well- no face ahaha!”

His flames flickered, its head tilting slightly in curiosity.

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-> Mirror just stands there, watching the other silently. It didn't react to the other's words, simply "staring" and waiting, as if it was expecting something.

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“Oh you’re no fun.”

He crossed his arms and huffed. Its’s fiery tail flicked in agitation that it couldn’t get a reaction out of the other.

“Well well well, a new face~ well- no face ahaha!”

His flames flickered, its head tilting slightly in curiosity.

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-> Mirror just stands there, watching the other silently. It didn't react to the other's words, simply "staring" and waiting, as if it was expecting something.

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“You know.”

He sat down across from the other, letting go of his hand and resting his arms on the table.

“If you really were a hacker it would be sick either way heh. Although if you keep practicing your skateboard skills might be better”

God he was horrible at comforting.

-> The sound of trashcans being knocked over could be heard from outside the musician's house. Dear god, if it's that stupid skateboarder again- - @starlit-ocs [FRIEND]

Soloist sighs and goes over to his window. Opening up the curtains he is blinded by the bright light of the sun. He opened up and window and looked down at his trashcans that were now knocked over.

“Friend.”

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He hummed before talking to the cashier about what they wanted, handing Robux over and asking them to keep the change.

He kept it very short but to the point kind of interaction. He didn’t like talking. So he brought Friend over to one of the tables to sit down.

-> The sound of trashcans being knocked over could be heard from outside the musician's house. Dear god, if it's that stupid skateboarder again- - @starlit-ocs [FRIEND]

Soloist sighs and goes over to his window. Opening up the curtains he is blinded by the bright light of the sun. He opened up and window and looked down at his trashcans that were now knocked over.

“Friend.”

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“How about we go inside. Point to what you want.”

Usually Soloist was the one who refused to talk. Introverted and all but, Friend needs help. So to the rescue!

He walks into the store, talking the other along with him with their hands still clasped together.

-> The sound of trashcans being knocked over could be heard from outside the musician's house. Dear god, if it's that stupid skateboarder again- - @starlit-ocs [FRIEND]

Soloist sighs and goes over to his window. Opening up the curtains he is blinded by the bright light of the sun. He opened up and window and looked down at his trashcans that were now knocked over.

“Friend.”

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“What flavor you want? I’ll pay for it.”

They stop in front of an icecream parlor and look over at Friend curiously, still holding onto his hand….

He flushed a little about it but it was just holding hands right? Nothing more than that. So he intertwined their fingers and waited for an answer.

-> The sound of trashcans being knocked over could be heard from outside the musician's house. Dear god, if it's that stupid skateboarder again- - @starlit-ocs [FRIEND]

Soloist sighs and goes over to his window. Opening up the curtains he is blinded by the bright light of the sun. He opened up and window and looked down at his trashcans that were now knocked over.

“Friend.”

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He casually flipped the two off as he continued to walk away. As much as he wanted to smack them with his guitar he had a friend to take care of….his only friend.

“Ignore them. They’re pricks that are trying to fill their egos.”

-> The sound of trashcans being knocked over could be heard from outside the musician's house. Dear god, if it's that stupid skateboarder again- - @starlit-ocs [FRIEND]

Soloist sighs and goes over to his window. Opening up the curtains he is blinded by the bright light of the sun. He opened up and window and looked down at his trashcans that were now knocked over.

“Friend.”

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He was about to. He had the urge. Oh he wanted to so badly slap the instrument across both these asshole’s faces but…he stopped.

Friend was scared. He didn’t care about these punks anyways. He cared about his friend. So he turned around and grasped the other’s arm, starting to walk away.

“Ignore them. Let ego get that ice cream you wanted yeah?”

-> The sound of trashcans being knocked over could be heard from outside the musician's house. Dear god, if it's that stupid skateboarder again- - @starlit-ocs [FRIEND]

Soloist sighs and goes over to his window. Opening up the curtains he is blinded by the bright light of the sun. He opened up and window and looked down at his trashcans that were now knocked over.

“Friend.”

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“You better run off like the fucking idiots you are before I hit you with my guitar.”

Was that a bluff? It was unsure. He stood his ground, hand going up to his guitar handle and gripping it tightly. Things were going to get heated….

Some people started to watch and listen in, one getting out their phone to record the situation. Probably for internet clout.

-> The sound of trashcans being knocked over could be heard from outside the musician's house. Dear god, if it's that stupid skateboarder again- - @starlit-ocs [FRIEND]

Soloist sighs and goes over to his window. Opening up the curtains he is blinded by the bright light of the sun. He opened up and window and looked down at his trashcans that were now knocked over.

“Friend.”

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“So. You’re going to blame all of them for a few’s sins. That tells me what kind of person you are.”

He turned and glared at both of them. He may not be very intimidating, skinny, scrawny, pale and a loser. Although he wasn’t going to let these assholes pick on someone he loves.

“You’re trying to fit in, faking your own personality so people fear you and like you! But it’s doing quite the opposite isn’t it? We are in public.”

“You really think bullying someone in front of children is a good influence on them? What if your whole race was getting deleted huh?! You know bullying is against Roblox’s rules right?”

“It can take multiple people to report you and boom! Gone!”

-> The sound of trashcans being knocked over could be heard from outside the musician's house. Dear god, if it's that stupid skateboarder again- - @starlit-ocs [FRIEND]

Soloist sighs and goes over to his window. Opening up the curtains he is blinded by the bright light of the sun. He opened up and window and looked down at his trashcans that were now knocked over.

“Friend.”

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He froze and gripped his guitar tightly, eyes widened and anger boiling inside. Oh dare they. He saw red.

He got up and slung his guitar over his shoulder before stomping over there.

“Back off!”

He walked past the bullies and started to help Friend up. He was going to make sure the other was ok before dealing with the other two.

-> The sound of trashcans being knocked over could be heard from outside the musician's house. Dear god, if it's that stupid skateboarder again- - @starlit-ocs [FRIEND]

Soloist sighs and goes over to his window. Opening up the curtains he is blinded by the bright light of the sun. He opened up and window and looked down at his trashcans that were now knocked over.

“Friend.”

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Soloist huffed out a laugh at the skater before finishing up the tuning. Oh. He didn’t expect to finish that so soon.

He decided to just mindlessly pluck at strings while watching the other. He didn’t even need to look at the guitar really. He knows where every string is anyways…

-> The sound of trashcans being knocked over could be heard from outside the musician's house. Dear god, if it's that stupid skateboarder again- - @starlit-ocs [FRIEND]

Soloist sighs and goes over to his window. Opening up the curtains he is blinded by the bright light of the sun. He opened up and window and looked down at his trashcans that were now knocked over.

“Friend.”

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He pulled the guitar from his back and moved it in front of him, starting to tune it up, strumming occasionally as he watched. He wanted to tell the other it’s his hat that’s the issue and that’s why he keeps falling off their board but, it’s too funny.

-> The sound of trashcans being knocked over could be heard from outside the musician's house. Dear god, if it's that stupid skateboarder again- - @starlit-ocs [FRIEND]

Soloist sighs and goes over to his window. Opening up the curtains he is blinded by the bright light of the sun. He opened up and window and looked down at his trashcans that were now knocked over.

“Friend.”

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He rolled his eyes. He’s heard that one before! He pulled away and went to go sit on a bench, his gut air making a clunk! Sound when hitting the bottom part of it.

“You really need to come up with more phrases. You start that one too much.”

-> The sound of trashcans being knocked over could be heard from outside the musician's house. Dear god, if it's that stupid skateboarder again- - @starlit-ocs [FRIEND]

Soloist sighs and goes over to his window. Opening up the curtains he is blinded by the bright light of the sun. He opened up and window and looked down at his trashcans that were now knocked over.

“Friend.”

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The musician let the other pull him around. Not like he can do anything. He already agreed to go.

Soloist didn’t go outside much sure, doesn’t mean he hates the outside. He just prefers indoors.

-> The sound of trashcans being knocked over could be heard from outside the musician's house. Dear god, if it's that stupid skateboarder again- - @starlit-ocs [FRIEND]

Soloist sighs and goes over to his window. Opening up the curtains he is blinded by the bright light of the sun. He opened up and window and looked down at his trashcans that were now knocked over.

“Friend.”

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“Oh can it I’m coming!”

He opened the front door, stepping out and shutting it behind him. After crossing his arms he headed over to friend and huffed.

-> The sound of trashcans being knocked over could be heard from outside the musician's house. Dear god, if it's that stupid skateboarder again- - @starlit-ocs [FRIEND]

Soloist sighs and goes over to his window. Opening up the curtains he is blinded by the bright light of the sun. He opened up and window and looked down at his trashcans that were now knocked over.

“Friend.”

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Soloist groaned. Great. A very public place filled with of people. Not like he can say no! He can never say no to the other no matter how hard he tried.

“Fine fine.”

He grabbed his acoustic guitar by the strap and pulled it over his shoulder. He opened his bedroom door and walked out before yelling to his Mom he was heading out.

-> The sound of trashcans being knocked over could be heard from outside the musician's house. Dear god, if it's that stupid skateboarder again- - @starlit-ocs [FRIEND]

Soloist sighs and goes over to his window. Opening up the curtains he is blinded by the bright light of the sun. He opened up and window and looked down at his trashcans that were now knocked over.

“Friend.”