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ManaGoing to Crocus was more of an instinct decision. It came to him suddenly when he woke up that the place he wanted to go to get away from Magnolia might be Crocus. The Capital. It would be nice, he had thought. 'Maybe I'll find some of the Rune Knights that are there for one reason or another. A chance to improve internal relationships.' He thought to himself. He had taken a shower already by the time it was Six in the A.M. He wanted to get there as quickly as possible, or, at least as early as possible. He threw his clothes and belongings in a bag after he had folded his clothes, of course.
After checking out of the Bed and Breakfast, he realized that he had nowhere to go to and that changed his mind. "Not this time," he said to himself. He was going to act upon this feeling before it went away again. After he had packed all his stuff, he started to get dressed and put on the most boring clothes possible. A white t-shirt, beige pants and sneakers. Like he was a fucking nerd. Around six-thirty, he checked out of his hotel and set out for Crocus. Unfortunately, the Restaurant wasn't open yet. He had to get his food packed from outside. There were a couple of Tacos in there. He had figured that was going to be enough. He didn't want to overstuff himself. He didn't make many stops along the way and just stopped under a tree so he could grab a bite. Around seven in the next morning, he was in Crocus. He had been here before, but he hadn't really explored it. So this was a good chance for him to that, maybe by himself, or with some companions. Some colleagues from the Knights, perhaps. Or maybe members of his family, if they were here.
316/270 Words.
After checking out of the Bed and Breakfast, he realized that he had nowhere to go to and that changed his mind. "Not this time," he said to himself. He was going to act upon this feeling before it went away again. After he had packed all his stuff, he started to get dressed and put on the most boring clothes possible. A white t-shirt, beige pants and sneakers. Like he was a fucking nerd. Around six-thirty, he checked out of his hotel and set out for Crocus. Unfortunately, the Restaurant wasn't open yet. He had to get his food packed from outside. There were a couple of Tacos in there. He had figured that was going to be enough. He didn't want to overstuff himself. He didn't make many stops along the way and just stopped under a tree so he could grab a bite. Around seven in the next morning, he was in Crocus. He had been here before, but he hadn't really explored it. So this was a good chance for him to that, maybe by himself, or with some companions. Some colleagues from the Knights, perhaps. Or maybe members of his family, if they were here.
316/270 Words.
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