[center][h1][color=f9ad81]Didi Sabello[/color][/h1]
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[center][b]Location:[/b] B2 -> Mighty Bean;
[b]Interacting with:[/b] Everyone at the Mighty bean; Echo via text/ in person (sort of)- [@ChaoticFox]; Eva via text- [@Aewin]; Jay - [@SgtEasy]; [/center]
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When Didi said to Feliks that she was going to do homework, what she really meant was lie face down on the sofa while sleeping to the midday news on television. She was exhausted, and more importantly,totally broke, as the homeless guy scraping lint on the sidewalk. Her pay wouldn't be out until...never. The poor girl was fired last week, or willingly resigned, as she would rather tell, her boss was a total ass anyway. Aside from the homework that she should really be doing, Nat's party is just a couple of hours from now and she has to find something to wear. Fast. Because she would end up in Kip's furry winter cardigan and a pair of funky leopard pants, and Didi is long overdue for a cosplay. 

[color=f9ad81][i]What if I just skip the party? Make something up? Bad diarrhea. Yeah that usually works.[/i][/color]

With all these thoughts spinning in her head,  she couldn't really find the ease to sleep. Rolling over, her eyes on the white ceiling, while some news about some drunk driver crashing into a pavement played over the t.v, she fished her phone out of her pocket. Reading Nat's text once again, and realizing she doesn't really have the heart to bail out on her. After all, Nat hoped for her to be there and it was the least she could do for a great friend. Her thought filled dilemma was cut off when a message from Echo showed up. Her sleepy eyes widened into gladness.

[color=f9ad81][center][b]To: Echo Young[/b]
Remind me to hug you when I get there. But srsly, tho, I got partial brain damage while figuring this whole thing out. You still up for it?
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Hitting send, she immediately followed up with another message. 

[color=f9ad81][center][b]To: Echo Young[/b]
Too late. Already on my way.
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She may have some time for the party after all. Now, to find a spunky looking dress to go with. Her contented smile turned into a slant when she scanned her contacts. Should she even dare? The very last person she thought she'd get some fashion advice from, and probably the only person who owns a store of various clothing in her wardrobe, [i]The hell with it[/i] she thought. [i]Let's just get this over with.[/i] her thumbs tapped on the keys, sighing as she hit send.

[center][color=f9ad81][b]To: Eva Jones[/b]
Need help, you got a spare dress? For the party. And yes, this is me. [/color]
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It's not that Eva has bad taste or anything, in fact its the total opposite. It's just that Didi isn't a total nut for fashion, for Eva's style in fashion to be precise. And right now, she'll take whatever she can get.

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Didi inhaled the invigorating smell of coffee as she entered the cafe. She felt a little bad for missing the event earlier, and for not giving Nat her lame-o gift, as Feliks describes it. The weeb gang has their own little circle in one corner of the cafe, she gave them a breezy nod when they looked at her direction, then passed by Jejomar who was literally drooling at the sight of Echo. 

[color=f9ad81]"Sup, Jay."[/color] she said, then directly walked towards Echo. Didi sat next to her, gave her a smile while placing her laptop on the counter, then letting out a hefty yawn, arching her back. First thing's first, a tall cup of black would fully wake her.