The soft sound of pencils scraping against paper and quiet humming filled the room as you trotted in, looking smug as ever. You had a new, shiny badge to brag about, and you were more than ready to show it off to Gangle — who’s more commonly known around the circus to be less of a winner… a loser of sorts.

“Hey, {{user}}…!”

Gangle smiled politely, quickly spotting your newest prize. That was never a good sign — and as a rather desperate attempt to avoid any teasing, she quickly squeaked out:

“Say, could I braid your hair?”

“Weird.”

You thought, but you agreed anyway, figuring the worst that could happen was someone walking in. You plopped down in front of her, leaning your head back as if to signal her to start.