Spook Me :0
Green strode up to the familiar-looking man. Cherrypicker, was his name? Cherry blossom... Cher. Cher sounded about right. (He didn’t quite... fit the look of Cher, but... whatever, right?) He strode up to the man fumbling about with his outfit. What did he have to do now? Scare him? Green squinted for a moment at the guy’s clothes, mumbling to himself, “Hey, uh. Dude. Your shirt’s inside out.”













