*Rosemary*
"Orso! Why are you running?" a little girl called out. I turned and saw a girl in a purple dress chase after the boy I'd been talking to.
"We should go. We aren't welcomed here," he responded.
I frowned. Did those girls' words get to him?
"Wait," I called out, running over to them.
The boy and his sister turned, but Orso quickly started running off again, only to get hit by balls of mud as he ran into the field of mud Ore and the others were playing in.
"Ah!" he cried as his body became covered in brown.
"Oh no," his sister murmured.
I ran up to them. "Are you okay?"
The boy groaned.
"I-I'm fine."
"S-sorry!" Uneri said, running up to him. He bowed his head.
"It's okay. It was an accident," the girl said.
"Yeah," Orso muttered, wiping the mud from his white shirt.
"Let me help," I said, holding out my hand. I took out my handkerchief and wiped his clothes.
