It was official, Mei had the worst luck, and ability to read, in picking these jobs. Her ignorance of everything was really starting to get to her, and hinder her ability to keep snacking. The entire mission was just getting a simple flower, sadly that's all that Mei had read till she had to figure out where she was going. She really should get into a better habit of appearing visible to others, since at this point if she didn't start doing that she was going to keep getting all the bad jobs. She just wanted to smell some nice flowers, and maybe figure out how to safely cook them, but nope she had to travel into a spooky forest to try to get one back. This was pretty dumb, actually rephrase that, she was pretty dumb for not reading the fine print. Maybe it's because they had become laced with bread crumbs at the time...
As she wandered through the spooky forest, Mei heard all the sounds, smelled all the smells, and enjoyed the fact that her favorite shoes were probably now ruined. Even though she had been hidden away with a cloud of natural produced Miasma, she still had strange worries. She feared some eerie tall man would try to get her here, it was dark enough, almost like night-time, but then she remembered that she was simply getting flowers and not pictures. clearing the metaphorical sweat from her brow, she continued to meander, secretly hoping that someone, almost anyone would come by to help out. While she didn't want to admit it to anyone, she wasn't one for being alone, especially in a creepy forest that looked locked within a perpetual night.
As she wandered through the spooky forest, Mei heard all the sounds, smelled all the smells, and enjoyed the fact that her favorite shoes were probably now ruined. Even though she had been hidden away with a cloud of natural produced Miasma, she still had strange worries. She feared some eerie tall man would try to get her here, it was dark enough, almost like night-time, but then she remembered that she was simply getting flowers and not pictures. clearing the metaphorical sweat from her brow, she continued to meander, secretly hoping that someone, almost anyone would come by to help out. While she didn't want to admit it to anyone, she wasn't one for being alone, especially in a creepy forest that looked locked within a perpetual night.