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Because she was still resonably new here, she hadn't met anyone. Well there was this one girl, but Desiree wouldn't complain if she met more. Actually, she expected to people to just come up and talk to her, but she wasn't an arrogant b.itch. She'd talk to people to, and that's just what she'd do now. Looking around the lobby, she stood by herself, alone to judge and find whoever she wanted to. Looking around the room, she noticed a guy alone. Pearing at him, he gave off the air of a musician. She was actually relieved, people that were into music were so much easier to talk to, and she had the desire to talk about music. Picking up stride, she moved across the room to where the male stood. Nodding to him she came closer. Hey, I'm Desiree. She wouldn't say anything about music, she'd see if he'd simply grace her with a reply. She wouldn't think much of it if he didn't she was used to getting rejected by now. But that was in the past. ((Terrible post.. sry)) x. The Girl .x Desiree Faxon x. The Age .x 19 x. The Colour .x Pale with red hair x. The Breed .x Human x. The Sight .x Green x. The Puppeteer .x Steff x. The Contact .x steff_panda@hotmail.com x. The IM .x MSN Messnger |
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