Getting over it... | Nora and Ada
Dark blue jean shorts, a black long-sleeved shirt, and sandals - Ada just threw up her hair before heading out to the campout. Still having zero attentions of getting in the water being by it was enough for the Netherlands Princess. Grabbing a spiked lemonade, she lingered - people watching as she took her time in reaching the food, though she only observed what was offered and was truly glad she decided to not be antisocial for this. Though she still wasnât sure about sleeping in the tents - not because she doesnât love camping but she already has nightmares of crashing waves - she doesnât want to know how worse they would get if she was actually hearing the crashing waves.Â
Though as she oblivious continued to walk, she accidentally bumped into someone - âOh, Iâm so sorry. I may have been entranced by the food.â She smiled though when she was starting to focus on who it was, her smile widened perhaps just a bit more. âNora..hey. Please tell me there isnât going to be any dead flies in this food.âÂ
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