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DracikinsLuver4321 
As Sadie was sitting on her crate, she saw a person enter the alley. It was too hard to make out at first and she could only see a black silhouette. She hoped this wasn't some kind of creeper boy or something. But as the figure approached nearer she realized it was....Aiden? The girl looked down at her feet and watched as he kicked the crate slightly that she sat on.
"Hi Aiden," she countered, looking back up at him. "Oh just doing what I've been doing for a good month. Moping. I'm a wreck Aiden," the girl complained, running a hand through the curly blond locks in frustration. Urghhhh.....
Sigh. Hadn't all teens gone through that stage at some point? Aiden had just gotten out of his funk, but things were looking brighter now. He tilted his head and looked at her as she claimed to be a 'wreck.' "
A wreck, huh? Care to explain?" Because he wasn't quite following. The last time he spoke to Sadie was at the Owlery. And before that she'd expressed some boy troubles..
He shoved his hands into his pockets and waited for an answer.