[Laurent spends the next however long nervously brushing his horse. So she will be presentable when Ren comes, but also he's nervous. He feels like he should make some plans for this, but he has no idea what to do. Should he get Ren a gift? Should he try to practice? What the hell is baseball?
[A gremlin on a mission is quick, at least. She scours the area, shoving colorful flowers into her bag and stuffing manapool blooms into whatever pockets she can. And when she is sufficiently prepared for playing with Laurent, she ambles off to his humble abode, throwing her arms in the air when she spots him and loudly says-]
I found you!
[Ignore the fact he lives there. She did it. Good job.]
[ Laurent, on the other hand, has a minor meltdown because was he supposed to hide but somehow missed the memo. How could he miss subtext from, like, something like a ten-year-old. she's ten, right? ]
[Wrecking princes, the gremlin way. It won't ever get easier, sorry boi.]
Yeah!
[And she plops her bag to the ground, opening the flap to reveal flowers so many flowers oh my god. An entire ecosystem was destroyed today, but it's fine. Maribelle will look beautiful.]
But we have to do this first. The ones for you are-they're under Maribelle's.
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[And with that, she's off to gather the rest of her flowers!! Get ready to get #wrecked Laurent.]
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Come play!]
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I found you!
[Ignore the fact he lives there. She did it. Good job.]
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Uh- hello. Are we going to play now?
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Yeah!
[And she plops her bag to the ground, opening the flap to reveal flowers so many flowers oh my god. An entire ecosystem was destroyed today, but it's fine. Maribelle will look beautiful.]
But we have to do this first. The ones for you are-they're under Maribelle's.