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I run my fingers through my (f/c) locks, a smile crossing over my features as I stare into the mirror.
I look great. And for the first time in a long time, I know I do.
The truck starts up with a purring roar and I smile in satisfaction, today hasnt been a total failure and I am loving it. As the truck pulls out of the drive and onto the road I can feel an odd sense of power wash over my shoulders, I was made for this. For going out. For doing things.
It is fact that when you first go somewhere, it seems to take forever because your mind is recording various landmarks and points on your way there so you can remember it for the way back. I’ve taken this trip so many times that my mind doesnt seem to register it anymore.

Trees

Fields

Houses

Darwat’s Corner Plaza

A modern-looking frozen yogurt shop catches my eye as I pull into Darwat’s. The smiling face of Toby peaks out from the doorway and I am given an excited wave and a thumbs up. I grin, at least Toby is supportive, I guess.
\Walking toward the shop takes little time and I soon find myself standing happily inside the quaint little store. The scent of gelato, yogurt, and other sweets flooding my senses as I scan the room.
Several small tables are situated in the center of the room along with rustic-looking chairs. The shop is empty except for the nervous-looking clerk and a strange man in the corner, who looks up as soon as I enter. Charming purple locks spill off of the man’s head, his twinkling green eyes and pale skin, he seems to be excited to see me. I blush softly, discarding the thought and making my way over to the selections. Two scoops of (f/f) and some scattered sprinkles later, I find myself standing before the terrified-looking clerk. I note the appearance of the young man as he counts my money. Bright red hair flows off his head in a neatly-combed swoop, honey-colored eyes shift violently from side to side. The man’s skin is tan with violent freckles dotting all over his face, an odd teal-colored uniform shirt displays a name tag: Nicholas
I smile, taking my food and softly placing the rest of the money in the tip jar. “H-Hey, I like your hair.” Nicholas whispers, smiling softly and handing me a small plastic spoon. “Thanks Nick.” I reply without thinking, the young man blushes softly and smiles back at me with a childish look. I giggle softly,turning and walking over to find a seat.
“Hey, Dollface.” I hear a voice come from the purple-headed man. I turn to face him, jumping slightly at his velvety voice. “Come sit over here? I dont mean to be ungentlemanly, but you seem very nice.” The man continues, gesturing to the seat across from him. I sit down, nodding softly and taking a scoop of ice cream. With a soft tug at his hoodie collar, the man clears his throat, blushing softly. “So… What’s your name?” he mumbles, I notice the odd, almost English quality to his tone and reply “I’m (y/n). And you are?...” I trail off, taking a bite of gelato. “Oh! M-my name is...Joseph. Its Joseph.” Joseph smiles, sitting back in his chair and tugging at his black hoodie some more. “Well then, Joseph. It was nice meeting you.” I hum, taking another bite of food. “The pleasure is all mine.” The purple-headed man hums.

We ended up spending the whole afternoon together.
Joseph, or as he insists to be called “Jo”, and I spent the day meandering about the stores, chatting and laughing. Nicholas waved us goodbye as we exited the gelato store, and Jo shamefully admitted that he never bought anything. “I just moved into town, I’m kinda broke right now.” Jo claimed. I shrugged it off, despite the oddities that came with it.

“I had no clue there was a fucking anime store in town.” I chuckle at the kawaii decor plastered on the front of the old brick building. “Well me neither. Want to go inside?” Jo asks, smiling softly and opening the door. “Why?” I counter playfully, watching as Joseph mockingly sags his shoulders in frustration. “Because….I’ll buy you something?” Jo smiles, wiggling his brows softly and gesturing inside. I blush, giggling and walking inside.
The store was large and had a very pastel interior, stuffed animals line one wall while other cute items line shelves in the back. “This is some fucking rainbow bullshit right here, (y/n).” I glance over at Joseph, his emerald green eyes looking around with amusement, “I love it.” He finishes, gazing down at me with utmost joy in his eyes. I laugh, gazing back up at him with a soft smile. Joseph’s height towers over me, his broad chest and strong arms press against the old black hoodie with a familiar curving look. His eyes almost seem...Fake. But maybe it’s just the lighting. “C’mon, love, let’s go look at some shit, shall we?” I smile, following Joseph as he strides further into the room.
I guess he’s a lot like Jack, hell, even the way he smells is similar. Patchouli. I shake my head softly, either Jack suddenly became human or Joseph is just the kind of person that clicks with me.
I blush softly as Jo casts me a slightly lopsided grin, a dorky expression in his eyes as he holds up a brightly colored jacket. warmth seeps into my heart and I find myself captured by the way he walks, the way he smiles, the way he smells.

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