Oh, uh… heya. It’s me Mickey, and I’m just a gal whose appearance is on a missing poster on a tree or something, I dunno. Say, uh… I’m a wise fellow who could help you with conflicts and stuff! Just ask me and I’ll fetch you advice. Oh, and I’m fifteen… so my advice’s probably trash.

She chuckles to herself as she leans onto the white paper that she’s printed onto.