Ah, a donut tastes pretty good after a whole month.
The stranger was finishing her donut as she was heading to the lighthouse to look for her 'friend'. She opened the door and, seeing no one, headed up the stairs. When she got up there, she saw a, *erhem*, round teenager with blonde hair in an interesting style. He was sitting at a desk on his computer.
"Excuse me, I'm looking for-".
"AH! How did you get up here!"
"Th-The door was open."
"Oh. Wait-Why is your hair liquid!?"
"I was born with it."
"CAN I TAKE A PICTURE FOR MY BLOG?"
"Alright- but just one" the stranger said, deciding at that point that the teen would be of no help. After having her picture taken and being pelted with questions to fast to answer them, she decided that he couldn't hurt her plan, and at the very least he would enjoy it.
"You know, if you really want to know more, meet me at the warehouses on the pier at three tomorrow. You won't be the only one there, but I promise all of your questions will be answered."
"DEAL!" Renaldo and the stranger shook on it. As she walked down the stairs, he posted the picture with the caption 'Liquid hair lady breaks in! More info tomorrow afternoon!'
AN: I accidentally deleted this and had to retype it -twice! What do you think she's up to?