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Percy loved blowing bubbles when he was little. His mother always took him to parks and watched him play. One evening, when Percy was blowing bubbles at a park, a little girl saw him. She went to ask him,"Can I play too?" Percy looked into her stormy grey eyes and nodded. The little girl smiled. They played for an hour, blowing bubbles non-stop. They even had a bubble-blowing contest, the person who blew more bubbles in a minute wins. Percy won and the little girl glared at him, but somehow little Percy had the nerve to laugh. When Percy's mother was about to take him home, Percy shook hands with the little girl and asked,"What's your name?"