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Story One: The Prologue
It was a warm sunny day. I feel like most stories start out with some dumb sentence like this, so I had to join the club and write it. It doesn't feel very validating, but that's what happened I guess.
Tangerine is a most peculiar girl. She is currently going U Chicago. Its in Chicago, so she lives in Chicago. Obviously.
Now, Tangerine is of course her real name. Her parents were hippies in the prime time to be hippies. They adopted Tangerine long after the hippie movement ended in the world, but it never ended in their hearts. Of course this means they're older.
So her parents are kinda really old, and Tangerine is just entering college. She has boxes of her stuff for her dorm. Of course, she has no car, because its chicago, hello?
The boxes were stacked really tall in her arms, thus she couldn't really see.
It was then that she ran into Phoebe, her new roomate. With a thud and a crash, she landed on top of her. This would be a great scene to make fan art for, for your information. Phoebe is sweating because there is this gorgeous girl who is pressed against her.
I will take this moment to explain Tangerine's appearance. She has chestnut colored skin, and her hair is in a big afro. Her hair is blue, because one day she got really bored and just dyed it that.
Phoebe can only be described as a goth goddess. Shes got the works. The eyeliner, the black hair, on and on. She knows that she fits the stereotype of a goth kid perfectly and she just doesn't care very much.
Now, on to the subject of Tangerine on top of Phoebe. Tangerine raises her eyebrows briefly, then gets up off of Phoebe.
Phoebe crosses her arms. She looks Tangerine up and down, realizing that she fits the description for her new roomate perfectly.
It should also be noted that Phoebe is pan. If you have never heard of this look it up, but if you are T.R.A.S.H. (transphobic, rascist, ableist, sexist, and/or homophobic) please leave. While I'm at it, Tangerine is somewhere on the asexual spectrum. I won't go too much into detail because this is a very clean book.
"You must be Tangerine," Phoebe scoffs. She starts picking up the boxes.
Tangerine gasps. "PHOEBE!!!" She runs over and gives Phoebe a hug. Phoebe stiffens in the hug.
She lets go and picks up the boxes.
"We are going to have so much fun!!!"
It should be noted that there is one empty box. This is crucial.
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Now, they are almost there when they notice a box of five kittens. As you could probably guess, they adopt these kittens. But stay tuned to figure out why and how.
There is an old homeless lady next to the box. "Kittens for sale, kittens for sale!" She cries. Tangerines eyes light up. Phoebe notices this and pulls her to the side. "Tan, we cannot bring five kittens with us to university. I cant afford it."
Tangerine smiles. "I didnt work 3 jobs last summer for nothing!"
With a gasp, Phoebe realizes. "Your semi rich."
"Ive got a few hundred."
Now, let it be known that they have no concept of money at all. Like none.
Tangerine walks up to the lady. "How much for the cats?"
The lady smiles. "Twenty bucks."
"I'll take them. All of them."