☄ thirteenth meteor

[sapanwood]

[ An alleyway tucked in the far corners of the Parisian!City is not a place where many would stray. Trash and broken bottles scattered across the floor; dilapidated hovels with broken planks for doors and gaping holes. It's not a place where Suou usually visits either. Too rough even for her. However, it is a good place if one wants to hide

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[straycontract]

[Said squirrel looks very... resigned. And is leaning his chin on his paw in a rather ridiculous looking imitation of human behavior.]

I still don't know where you heard that name.

[sapanwood]

[ Squirrels don't talk. Squirrels shouldn't be able to form words other than squeaks. And yet, this squirrel's been talking to her since the day she found him during her first week on the street. ]

You're not actually talking.

[straycontract]

You're free to believe what you'd like.

[sapanwood]

That I'm not right in the head?