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Summer sighed into the cool morning, leaning her head on her hand. She looked around the empty square.
Sean had her watch over the Crust Bucket while he was out doing something. Cycling or something.
Summer appreciated Sean learning sign language, but claws weren't all that effective when it came to it.
It was always slow in the morning since most creatures who spent their time at the square were in school. Even the clothing shops hadn’t opened yet. It could also be because of the rainy weather lately. It rained the previous night, so the square pavement was still wet.
Summer whined, feeling slightly jealous of those who were in school. While she did finish high school, she wanted to go to college too. Though obviously had no money to do so. She hoped one day she could.
But for now, she had to watch after Sean’s truck so no trouble makers damaged it.
She let out a yawn and closed her eyes, the slightly cold weather getting to her. Being cold blooded in this weather wasn’t easy, but Summer guessed she was used to it.
She started to drift slightly when she suddenly felt the truck vibrate, causing her to open her eyes. A familiar green parasol caught her eye as she leaned over the edge of the large window.
“Marie!” Summer brightened at the sight of her friend, who gave her a small wave.
Marie closed her parasol and leaned against the truck to sign. “Good morning, Summer. Slow morning.”
“Yep,” Summer sighed. “It’s always slow in the morning. But Sean wanted me to watch the truck just in case. Or, ya know, if someone wanted food.”
“That’s actually pretty smart. Though I can’t imagine anyone eating Sean’s food at seven in the morning.”
Summer blinked at Marie, her cheeks flushing slightly blue.
“You ate some of his food this morning, didn’t you?” Marie crossed her arms, narrowing her eyes at the other inkling.
“Maybe.”
Marie rolled her eyes and made her way to the back of the truck. Summer followed suit, going to the back door to meet Marie.
“Was there a reason you came here?” Summer signed when she came face to face with Marie. “You’re definitely not the type to be up this early.”
Marie sighed. “I know. But Callie woke me up and I couldn’t go to sleep. There was something I wanted to give you anyway.”
Summer tilted her head, watching Marie pull a phone out of her pocket and hand it to her. She curiously took, looking at Marie confused.
“I got a new phone a while back and didn’t know what to do with this one,” Marie explained. “Callie suggested I give it to you.”
Summer blinked at her and before she could hand it back, Marie stopped her.
“Just keep it. It’ll be much easier to get in contact with you if I need your help. It’s already set up and even has an SD card in it.” Marie got out her own phone and sent a text to Summer.
Summer watched the phone light up, seeing a text from Marie that was just a simple smiley face. Her lip quivered slightly before suddenly hugging Marie, sniffling slightly.
Marie smiled and returned the hug for a moment before pulling away.
Summer pocketed the phone. “Thank you so much, Marie! You really didn’t have to do this.”
“It’s fine, really. Didn’t cost me anything anyway,” Marie smirked. “I wouldn’t spend money on you anyway.”
Summer glared at Marie. “I’m not surprised it was Callie’s idea to give me the phone.” She sighed, stepping out of the truck and sticking her tongue out at Marie before sitting down at one of the tables.
Marie chuckled, standing in front of Summer. “Callie even put games on there.”
Summer hummed, pulling out the phone to explore what was on it. She’d never had a phone before, so it was going to take her some time. She looked up when she felt a pet on her head.
“I’m gonna go now. Don’t hesitate to call Callie if you need anything.”
“What about you?” Summer tilted her head.
“Hesitate.”
Summer glared at her. “I’m gonna convince Sean to ban you from the Crust Bucket.”
“Sure you will.” Marie waved and grabbed her parasol before walking off.
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Marie let out a yawn as she entered the apartment, setting her parasol aside. “Callie, I’m home!” She announced, heading to the kitchen where she guessed her cousin was.
“Hi, Marie!” Callie was sitting at the table, eating cereal. “Did Summer like her gift?”
“She did,” Marie sat across from her. “I think it might take her some time to learn how to use it. Oh, also I told her it was your idea to give her my old phone, not me.”
“Of course you did,” Callie rolled her eyes and ate another spoonful of her cereal. “Pray tell why you told her that?”
“Because she probably wouldn’t have believed me if I told her the truth,” Marie huffed. “Obviously.”
“Uh-huh.” Callie raised an eyebrow at her.
“Ugh, don’t look at me like that. You know I don’t know what that look of yours means.” Marie glared at Callie as she got up from the table, storming out of the kitchen.
Callie shook her head in disappointment. “Oh, poor, doofus Marie.”