/ pssst, this is the friend, Jude S. Irwin.

— park with a wide smile on his lips. He didn't have fun often, and he hoped he would today; he would pay a big price for escaping.

— pic.x.com/kMceM5HQhy

When he heard a dulcet voice, he looked up from the ground automatically. Before him stood a beautiful girl, about his — (Jude S. Irwin)

— age, with blue eyes and hair that looked silky. He didn't like talking to strangers, but Jude S. Irwin didn't look dangerous. "Hey."

/ older version of Nate Fisher.. RT?

Jude. He smiled at the name, it was like The Beatles' song: Hey Jude. His parents loved that band, and therefor he — (Jude S. Irwin)

— did too. Every little thing he remembered about his parents he held onto for his dear life. He extended a dainty — (Jude S. Irwin)

— palm towards her. "I'm Nate; Nate Fisher." (Jude S. Irwin.)

"…" Waves at Jude.

Frowning, the little boy rushed towards Jude S. Irwin, taking her dainty hand in his once he noticed it was trembling. "Jude… —

— are you alright?" [Jude S. Irwin.]

"A slide? Oh gee, I /have/ to see that. We don't have a playground back in the house. All of us have to share a — (Jude S. Irwin)

— bedroom even. Can you imagine? Sleeping with forty kids?" He shook his head as a chuckle emerged his naturally — (Jude S. Irwin)

— pink and swollen lips. (Jude S. Irwin.)

Nate Fisher. —

Lies on the ground.

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; New account, not new to RP! Please RT! (:-).)