“ah wait, wait wait wait, wait!” she calls out, chasing after the taller blonde teenager, her small legs practically jogging to keep up with the other’s walking pace. “can you help me out, please please please please, please?!”
momoe grabs onto the girl’s sleeve, her little fingers gripping tight despite being hidden by the oversized school sweater she wore. she was desperate for help, and this girl looked the most approachable out of all the producers that she’d seen around.
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