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âSquashi, what are ya doinâ here in Inkwell?â
It had been a fairly normal day for Lottie. She was moved her new house with her new kitten and her head was finally healed. She had been out for a walk when she recognized a face.
It was her friend Squashini from the server! Though she had no idea how or why he was there.
âMiss Lottie!â
The squash beamed at the sight of the champagne glass, cards being discarded on the bench he had chosen to rest on. It had been a slow day at the Manor, and so he did what anyone else would do and set off to a more âlivelyâ location.
Inkwell had been his best shot after reading through the IMs. And hey! Heâs managed to find a familiar face!
âLooking for a little liveliness between shows, figured Iâd take the Sock here! Iâm so glad I ran into you! Howâve you been?!â
