FRESH POOF!

Oh god, not her again.

“Wassup, brah!”

Fresh appeared within a colorful puff of smoke, feeling giddy as ever. She casually leaned back, resting her head against her arms in a cross-armed position. She was perhaps just here to mess around, maybe?

Fresh would notice your slight discomfort, obviously from the fact that it’s HER that is around you, and not anyone else.

“C’mon, I ain’t dat scary, am I, brah? Jus’ showed up is all.”