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They see me walking, they hating
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"Oh, my name is Bridget. Connolly that is. Not that there are other Bridgets around here."

Bridget couldn't have been in a better mood at that moment. Everything was going without a hitch. Kimberly and Steve were chatting about where they should go next. They kept mentioning something about a boat, which they seemed really excited about. Bridget wasn't so sure it was the greatest idea. Surely there was a limit to how far they could go? Plus, she highly doubted they would have left any boats.

"Guys, I hate to rain on your parade, but I don't think there'd be any boats around." the redhead pulled out her map, opening it up and trying to figure out where they were. There were a few beaches on the island, but judging from the rising sun, they were on the east side. Speaking of the sun...

"We should probably go somewhere with shelter. I don't know about you two, but me and the sun, we ain't.... very.... friendly." Bridget had been turning around while speaking, trailing off when she noticed they were no longer by themselves. Bridget kind of knew the girl standing before them, enough to know she went by Kris. Under normal circumstances, she'd have greeted the girl with open arms, but there was one small issue this time around. Namely the position of her hand, and what it was near.

"Umm, hey Kris." Bridget said, subtly shifting her weight into a more balanced stance. She hoped nothing bad would happen, but if something did, then she would have to make sure she was ready to act in case Kris turned out to be... well not friendly. She didn't look like she was having nearly a good time as her little trio was. "Are you okay?"
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