「-| є я ι η ... ѕ м ι т н |-」
↗αιм уσυя αяяσωѕ нιgн↖
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Erin nodded slightly. This was not flirting was it? Either way she was making some kind of friend. She nodded lightly, and felt slightly bad as she saw Royn sort of storm off. She'd talk to her later, all Erin was doing was socializing, right? "Texas? Cool, Western or Eastern Texas?" She smiled, trying to keep the conversation going. She glanced over at the final sign of the setting sun. How pretty.
Erin finnally took her eyes away from the horizon, and returned her gaze to Jackson. "Oh, I'm from Seattle, Washington," She said rather proudly. She was a city girl, and took that with prdie. Sure, Seattle wasn't a city like New York, but it had something New York didn't, that was the space needle. She smiled brightly, and waited for a response. She waited for a moment, and began to think "So what brings a Texan like you to Florida?" She mused with a grin.
「-| ѕ є αη ... в є α υ м σ η т |-」
↓ тнє тяαιηωяєcк тнαт ι αм ↓
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Sean grabbed a bottle of beer, and opened it up. Yeah, he had two weeks until his 21st birthday, but what was stopping him? He was the sort of guy who would contantly yell 'f*ck the cops'. Sean's attention was certainly brought on the conversation outside. Nearly everyone was out there. He thought for a moment, and nodded. With that Sean walked out side.
"Mind if I hang out here? Tired of being in my own little world by now," he smiled, revealing his rather attractive white straight teeth. They weren't always straight, though, he had to endure nearly five years of braces. He noticed even more Alchohol was involved. Some sortof contest, he guessed. He smiled lightly, followed by a laugh, and took another sip from the beer bottle.
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