[If you happen to be out and about today, Mayfield, you'll find a familiar-looking ten-year-old boy with glasses, green suspenders, and an incredibly dorky haircut, wandering around while tugging a backpack that's way too big for him and mumbling to himself.]
...stupid dad, never picks me up on time...
...which way was home again?
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Upon looking up, the boy Nigma (or is it Nashton?) will find himself caught in the silent gaze of a pair of narrow, green eyes belonging to a junior-high school aged boy.]
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[He grips the straps of his backpack a bit defensively.]
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...Edward?
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H-how did you know my name?!
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What did you do?
[Yes, he suspects you are somehow at fault for your own... self-shrinkage.]
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[And he'll be trying to scurry off...]
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Going somewhere?
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Wh-what do you want from me?! I don't have any lunch money on me!
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[Gulp.]
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