Squall was NOT happy. He'd spent the past two days walking around the island. He'd talked to (NPC) shopkeepers, and waiters, and deliverypeople, and passers-by. He'd been friendly. He'd made small talk. He'd even, in the case of one overworked girl at Mooby Land, managed to be something almost approaching charmingNot only had it not gotten him
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