>>19707413Paule smiled as the sun's rays caressed her face. Winter was a thing of the past, and little by little the days were getting longer and warmer. The arrival of spring brought a transformation as satisfying as the aroma of marinara sauce. Paule extended her arms and began jogging towards the villa as she traversed the streets of Spaghetti Town. The windowsills of Ravioli Road were adorned with colorful bouquets of fresh vegetables from market stalls. The air in Fusilli Avenue had the scent of blooming flowers. Paule ran by the Oppai River with a smile on her face, today was a great day. Once on the bridge, she closed her eyes and felt the wind, the excitement, the rush of the moment, another great day ahead. And that was when she crashed against someone:
>Ack. I'm sorry, I didn't see you.>Please let me help...>AHHH A MEANIE! 