Putri hurried out of the house after momentarily being embarrassed by nearly missing the step on her way out. She needed to get as far away from the others as possible after making such a fool of herself earlier. Trotting towards the town center, she entered the park and squinted at the crying brown haired child sitting on the bench. He looked familiar, but… she couldn’t put her finger on it.
Even if her suspicion was incorrect, she herself looked like a child, so this wouldn’t seem overly stranger if she approached. Carefully making her way over, holding up her kimono to not touch the filthy ground, she called out. “Blue? Is that you?”
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"Ah-" Colin startled at the sudden voice, first thought to run away in fear of getting caught, but thankfully he did no such thing, instead staring at her with wide eyes, inquiring: "Putri? What are you doing here?" He wiped at his eyes in an attempt to get his tears under control, his face red from the previous anger and current tears. He kicked a pebble on the ground, attempting to avoid Putri's eyes. He was without his usual attire, instead only wearing a collared shirt and tie, not even his hat was present, making it easy to not recognize him. @depths-of-hope-and-despair