With the blur caused by running, Ashley doesn't see much. Though she turns at the sound of a voice, skidding to a stop.
"Hey! Just... Whoa. Dude." She stares at him for a long time, and if a hand goes to her hip, it's really force of habit. "My mom would love you if she was here. She'd want to know everything."
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"Hey! Just... Whoa. Dude." She stares at him for a long time, and if a hand goes to her hip, it's really force of habit. "My mom would love you if she was here. She'd want to know everything."
So much for manners.