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The doors to the warehouse groaned under the force of Juliana pushing them open. She cautiously stepped inside, eyes squinted to see in spite of the darkness. Not much was visible besides some miscellaneous taped-up crates and storage supplies, until she spotted him:
Kieran.
“You showed up after all,” he remarked, standing atop one of the piles of crates.
“Yeah!” Juliana nodded. “You wanted to meet up, I wasn’t going to disappoint you.”
“Is that what I said? Oh right…” Kieran paused.
Juliana noticed something behind him: a Splatana Stamper.
Before she could react, Kieran launched into a Triple Splashdown.