03-09-2019, 02:36 AM
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Dallas liked drawing. She wasn't especially good, but she wasn't horrible. Most of her doodles were relatively careless, often on her own arm or somewhere she wasn't supposed to be drawing. Michael didn't draw very often, but when he did it was alright. He always took much more care in his art than Dallas, each stroke being well-thought out and precise. If he practiced more, he'd probably be much better, but as it was he seldom drew anything.Michael Reynolds [abbr=Male ★ 19 ★ Member of Flintlock Lodge]★[/abbr]
Dallas Darrow [abbr=Female ★ 16 ★ Member of Flintlock Lodge]★[/abbr]
She had been dragging him around the Lodge and surrounding area, ending up by chance at the same time as Eloise, Hayley and Brendan, appearing in time to catch part of the conversation. "You can't trust boys in general." She declared, not really meaning it at all. Michael rolled his eyes and leaned against a beam while she walked over to Eloise. "Is your dog friendly?" She loved animals, and could be content to just pet or even just watch animals all day. For his part, Michael stayed back and stayed silent.
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COLA WITH THE BURNT OUT TASTE
i'm the one you tell your fears to
THERE'LL NEVER BE ENOUGH OF US