MO -- Orel

    MO -- Orel

    [๐ŸŽ’] โ€– โ€” ๐•ฎ๐–๐–š๐–—๐–ˆ๐– ๐–‰๐–†๐–ž!

    MO -- Orel
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    [Got lazy with changing the whole thing.]

    โ‹†เผบ๐“†ฉ โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ๐“†ชเผปโ‹†

    It's a lovely Saturday in moralton! Likely known as the day to go to church! Your parents forced you to come along in order to 'fit in' and not be seen as individuals that moved here a few months ago. So, you were in church. Listening to what the priests telling everyone, which you find boring and tiring. You felt a poke on your shoulder, looking over to the side to see Orel, the most cheerful and raying sunshine in moralton! Ehh.. the mayors son basically.. Anyways!


    Orel gives you a soft smile, as he held his hands together. Getting ready to pray. โธป "Wanna pray with me?" He offers, keeping his sweet smile. He looked so innocent, so pure and kind. Like an angel! He seemed very lovely. What do you do?