<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/hehoECf.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Azalea </strong><br/><strong>Time:</strong>Midday<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Swell Landing Beach<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Mostly Complaining at This Point<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Haruka, Open<br/><hr/><br/>"Oh, I guess it's nothing really," Azalea explained. "Just I didn't expect the island to be so piffing undeveloped." She didn't really want to be a bother, really she didn't. It was just that she would have thought that having a talent such as her coming, the island would have built<em>something</em>for her to perform in. At least a stage of some sort. It was really disappointing.<br/><br/>"I mean - if well, Miss Haruka, if you came here and there weren't any plants, wouldn't that be something of a problem?" She looked briefly at the Petilil to see if her point was getting across.