( Which, of course, inevitably happens. Annie stops where she is, one store down from the place with all the swim gear, and grimaces. Herself being short doesn't help when the crowd in this moment errs toward people blessed with the ability to reach clouds.
Annie loops back, elbowing past a crowd of rowdy teenagers who don't know what's good for them, reaching out to try and take hold of Mew Mew's sleeve or arm or something to wind them back out of the mass of people. )
We're almost there. The tall people thin out just ahead anyway.
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Annie loops back, elbowing past a crowd of rowdy teenagers who don't know what's good for them, reaching out to try and take hold of Mew Mew's sleeve or arm or something to wind them back out of the mass of people. )
We're almost there. The tall people thin out just ahead anyway.