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gender;; female
age;; 20
talent;; singing !!
she also likes writing
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⇒ Yᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ sᴀʏ I'ᴍ ᴀ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ, ⇐
It's the mid 1960s, and breezy, peace-loving Adeline Miller is stepping off of a ferry and onto the dock of a new land. Beyond the sturdy wooden structure upon which she is standing, lies the lovely country of England. Her new home.
Wow, she thinks. Just wow. I really did it. I'm legitimately, actually, 100% here.
The air smells of salt and the fresh scent of blooming flowers. Adeline, invigorated and excited, gathers up her luggage and speeds down the dock.
And, doing so, she hums joyfully. Not really for any particular reason, it just felt right. Adeline doesn't even realize what she is humming, really, until someone trailing her gives her shirt a firm tug. "Miss!"
She flinches and spins around to see a shaggy-haired Kalon grinning softly at her. "Is that, by any chance, a Beatles song I hear? 'I Want to Hold Your Hand?' Tell me I'm not mistaken." He had a prominent accent, no doubt a local.
"Well! I suppose I am," replied Adeline, eyes glimmering. "I'm quite the fan."
"Aren't we all, miss? Anyway, your voice is lovely, miss, no need to be so shy as to merely hum! I, on the other hand-"
He burst into a lyric of the song and reached over to ruffle her hair. Adeline felt an obviously red blush pool under her skin.
"C'mon, love!" he chided, ending his singing. "Join me! Oh I'll tell you something-"
"I think you'll understand," Adeline completed with a sigh, her cheeks reddening even further.
"There we go!" he laughed, punching her playfully in the shoulder. "There's that beautiful voice. You know, there's the coolest sort of club in town we could go to showcase it. They let anyone who wants to perform, well, perform! Can you believe it? We should go, like right now."
Adeline, in all honestly, didn't feel like presenting herself at the present. But how could she say no to such a persistent lad?
"Alright," she relented, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. "I need a place to put down my luggage."
"I've got you covered," the stranger assured, beaming from ear to ear. He slung an arm around her shoulder and led her off the dock.
"Now, why don't you tell me why such an American girl such as yourself is all the way over in Britain, of all places?"
⇒ ʙᴜᴛ I'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴏɴᴇ. ⇐
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Adeline is new to the flower
child movement, but she is
immersing herself
head-first!! She loves
nature, pacifism, and
music. Definitely music.
She moved to England
to study music
composition and, most
importantly, find herself.║
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Adeline is new to the flower
child movement, but she is
immersing herself
head-first!! She loves
nature, pacifism, and
music. Definitely music.
She moved to England
to study music
composition and, most
importantly, find herself.
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