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SOBBING, so sorry this took me so long, Imagine. I meant to post this way sooner, stuff just got really busy, mb. But here he is, wasn't too sure since your request was pretty open-ended, but hope this works.
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Fresh had been minding his own business. It was a chillaxing, like the chillest dude he was. Honestly, he had done nothing wrong that today even. Probably his best all month.

But still, he felt someone's gaze heavy on him, resting against the back of his propellor hat, making his glasses text shift to 'UNRAD' as he huffed. Whatever, new friend anyways.

Fresh casually shortcutted behind them, stretching out a bit, resting his baseball bat, which was respectfully coated in stickers behind his neck, giving a lazy grin- showing off his gold tooth as he leaned down. His glasses reflected 'HIYA' as he looked down on them.

"Sup dude- or...dudette. Whatchya' doin'? Giving some mad unrad vibes bro. Not that I don't like the company but like, not cool just starin' at me like that brosheph."