[b][u]ARRAN WHITE[/u][/b]

When you’re like me, Arran thought, you gotta have something to be interested in, even if it was a random person who’d piqued her interest.

Xander showed her pictures on his phone of the characters he was describing. All pretty girls. Arran grinned, “No boys what so ever? Sounds like heaven. …Unless of course you’re me and don’t really like girls.” She thought about if for a second, “Although I guess if they’re from a game than they are probably better than real life.” She was smiling sadly again. Today was a good day; as of yet she hadn’t yelled at anyone or disappeared to sob, or rage somewhere. Not to mention Xander was interesting, and for Arran interesting was always a good thing.