Chapter Text
It was orientation, and upperclassmen lumped together the new students, all dressed in matching t-shirts and sugary sweet smiles.
The blue tiefling that was apparently named after a clown, or whatever, smiled just as eagerly at the ragged group before her. Beau noticed her energy, her naivete. They all did.
"I like this one," the purple tiefling muttered to his tall, hot friend.
"She's sweet," the friend agreed.
"My mama and I got cupcakes for everyone to start off orientation in high spirits!" Jester explained, producing a paper box. She opened it to reveal a dozen bright pink desserts.
The rest of them exchanged glances. There was a bakery logo on the box, and they looked professional and all. It was just 9am.
"Yeah, sure," Beau said, unable to come up with a nice way to say no. She was an adult now. Kinda. She was trying to make friends here. What was one stomach ache?
Jester smiled so brightly at her that she had to blink spots from her eyes as she accepted the dessert. The others crowded in after her to accept theirs.
Strawberry, she thought as she took a bite. It was too sweet for her usual tastes, but you know, it was pretty good.