[ Reluctantly, she goes back to watching people. Groups, couples, lone wolves-- they were all there, having fun, or whatever it was they liked doing on their Independence Day.
She nods towards a boy in a group of teenagers. ]
That one. The one sitting in a group, but keeps looking around. He probably doesn't want to be here--
[ Except that same boy brightens up and waves, and another boy comes over and gives him a high five and a chestbump(???!), and they talk, and pass drinks and--
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She nods towards a boy in a group of teenagers. ]
That one. The one sitting in a group, but keeps looking around. He probably doesn't want to be here--
[ Except that same boy brightens up and waves, and another boy comes over and gives him a high five and a chestbump(???!), and they talk, and pass drinks and--
Welp.
Yulia frowns. ]