a kind stranger

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Before you could enter the tent a massive gloved hand reached out at you from the opening "ticket please" an oddly calming yet unfamiliar voice spoke from inside, you fumbled with your pockets, finding the crumpled red slip and offering it, it was taken from you before the flap of the tent was then held open for you "come in come in I've been waiting all evening for you!" You would smile slightly at the enthusiasm though you were somewhat intimidated by the towering stranger which stood over you, covered by shadow which concealed his face from sight, you had heard stories of the massive inhuman things that lived in these woods...but clearly nothing inhuman could own such a sweet voice...right?
You sat at a small table which had been set up between the light and shadows of the tent, you elected to stay in the light not knowing if anything or anyone else lingered in the dark, the opposite chair cried out as the massive man sat upon it though it shockingly didn't collaps under the weight "you are...very tall" you stated, he would chuckle at that "wow really I would've never noticed, I had assumed everyone else was just very small" you giggled, picking up a teacup as it was slid across the table to you and beginning to sip the warm beverage without much of a worry "so why did you bring me here?" You asked "I didn't bring you anywhere you walked here from what I saw" he responded, avoiding the question "but why did I walk here?" You continued to question "seems like a question to ask yourself" he still avoided before changing the subject all together, scooting a box across the table, it was a board game "wanna play shoots and ladders?" He asked you shook your head slightly "whats your name anyway?" You questioned, earning a long pause "I'm...I'm uh...Oswald??" He eventually answered you giggled "are you sure about that, you don't sound to sure"he cleared his throat "yeah I'm sure, my name is definitely Oswald" he responded "well then...Oswald...my name is (y/n)" you said, offering your hand for a handshake, he shook your hand quickly "I kn-I mean nice to meet you (y/n)" he sputtered with a sheepish little chuckle, you could tell something was up but it strangely didn't bother you and eventually after a few boardgames it was time for you to leave, you would head home happy, having enjoyed your time with the stranger supposedly named Oswald

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