>>5697719“So what’s your story, bright-eyes?” She asks with a bemused look on her face. “Hop on the wrong ferry?”
No, you frown, you’re a pi-
“<span class="mu-i">Pizza</span>, huh?” She interjects as she gives you a once over, “Odd uniform ya’ got there, chief.”
You follow her gaze down to your <span class="mu-s">TRENDY TRACKSUIT</span>. Look, it’s not a unif-
“You’re right, too tacky. Bad for the brand…” She sighs, circling around you like a shark around a wounded seal. “Tell me, scout: you a <span class="mu-s">GOPHER?</span>”
Now <span class="mu-i">that</span> one gets you. What the hell does that even me-”
“<span class="mu-i">‘GO! GO! GOPHERS!’</span>,” she recites, as if that explains it all. “<span class="mu-s">GREENRIDGE GOPHERS.</span> Sports team. <span class="mu-i">Mascot</span>. School spirit and all that jazz.”
That explains it, you nod, see you aren-
“Clearly not a student-not at <span class="mu-s">GREENRIDGE,</span> anywho… haven’t seen ya’ around, and buddy: I see <span class="mu-i">everyone</span>!” The girl explains with a faint glint in her eye. Is she… is she <span class="mu-i">proud</span> of that?
“Quiet type, huh? Bet it works on all the ladies…” She mutters as she rubs her chin. “Or guys, whatever you’re into…”
You can already feel a vein throbbing on your forehead. Who <span class="mu-i">IS</span> this girl??
“What are ya, <span class="mu-s">CAPTAIN OF THE MIME CLUB</span> or something?” She asks as she gives your shoulder a prod, “What’s your name, ranger? Gimme something here!”
Alright, <span class="mu-s">FINE!</span>
>Your name is: (WRITE-IN or VOTE for SOMEONE ELSE’S IDEA)And you are:
>A BOY!>A GIRL! 