(just gonna leave tristan in da tree wit rose so......) Mark:*walks around aimlessly, not really knowing anyone*
(cheese dammit! ) (I baked you a pie! Oh boy, what flavor? PIE FLAVOR. ) I sketch outside, sitting under a tree
"...?" I look up, and scream. "Ah! I-I didn't see you there..." I mumble, ducking behind my sketchbook