by Lexin Marie » Sun Apr 03, 2016 3:17 pm
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The fortune teller looks into her crystal ball, she furrows her brow in concentration. After a few moments she says your future looks cloudy. She looks up at you and demands you stop breathing on her crystal ball. The next thing you know, she’s thrown you out of the tent. Perhaps you'll have better luck if you give her some space before visiting again.
_stops breathing on her ball but turns blue_