Michelle blushed a little at the new girl's compliment. "Thanks, though it might be for nothing cause you know, might not really be my name."
Another smile from the other woman, along with that little head bob/face hiding thing she did before. Michelle couldn't be sure, but it almost seemed like the blonde was flirting with her. Shaking her head, she dismissed the thought as ridiculous and pretentious.
"Well, y'know, some of the others found ID and stuff in their rooms. Course, you probably don't know what room's yours since you were outside and all..." Michelle trailed off sounding defeated, but quickly brightened as a thought crossed her mind. "But oh! You might have a wallet, or something else in your pockets! Oh! Oh! Were you carrying anything when you were outside? Seems pretty weird for someone as cute as you to be outside alone with nothing but yourself at this time of the day."
Michelle stopped and replayed what she'd said in her head. /Did I really say that?/ she wondered. The image of the dark-haired boy came to her mind again, bringing the same feeling of loss as before, but also a twinge of confusion. /Who is he, and why do I keep thinking of him?/ she wondered.
OOC - OK, that's it for Willow from me tonight and for most of tomorrow. Won't likely be able to post again until sometime late tomorrow night, so feel free to NPC. I have a plot thought that came up regarding this that I'll throw over to the OOC comm.
[Willow/ "Michelle"]
Date: 2007-02-26 05:47 am (UTC)Another smile from the other woman, along with that little head bob/face hiding thing she did before. Michelle couldn't be sure, but it almost seemed like the blonde was flirting with her. Shaking her head, she dismissed the thought as ridiculous and pretentious.
"Well, y'know, some of the others found ID and stuff in their rooms. Course, you probably don't know what room's yours since you were outside and all..." Michelle trailed off sounding defeated, but quickly brightened as a thought crossed her mind. "But oh! You might have a wallet, or something else in your pockets! Oh! Oh! Were you carrying anything when you were outside? Seems pretty weird for someone as cute as you to be outside alone with nothing but yourself at this time of the day."
Michelle stopped and replayed what she'd said in her head. /Did I really say that?/ she wondered. The image of the dark-haired boy came to her mind again, bringing the same feeling of loss as before, but also a twinge of confusion. /Who is he, and why do I keep thinking of him?/ she wondered.
OOC - OK, that's it for Willow from me tonight and for most of tomorrow. Won't likely be able to post again until sometime late tomorrow night, so feel free to NPC. I have a plot thought that came up regarding this that I'll throw over to the OOC comm.