[center][url=http://fontmeme.com/handwriting-fonts/][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Clover&name=ASafePlacetoFall.ttf&size=40&style_color=A5DED9[/img][/url][/center][hr]Clover flushes a little under the other girl’s praise, scratching at her nose and giving a soft cough. “[color=lightblue]Aw, you flatterer. Stop it, I'll turn all one color,[/color]” the pale girl quips, flicking a little bit of water at Lila.

"So, what were you up to this morning?" The brunette asks as she slips her sunglasses back down. Lila’s skin almost looks golden in the early afternoon sun and one of the pool boys is openly gawking at her from across the Solarium. [i]’That’s more like it,’[/i] the ginger thought. Delilah Duclerc was the kind of girl that lit up any room she entered and she always garnered a lot of attention from men and women alike.

“[color=lightblue]I went to the gym. I’m down to a six minute mile,[/color]” Clover explains, letting herself relax back into the water. The temperature was perfect and felt splendid against her sore muscles.

"Oh my God. Tell me you did not actually blow-dry your hair to come hang out at a jacuzzi?!"

“[color=Lightblue]Mmhmm[/color],” Clover hums, cracking an eye open and peeking at Lila. “[color=Lightblue]I sure did. And once you hear about my morning, I think you’ll agree that it was the right decision.[/color]” The pale girl straightens back up and turns so that she’s facing the younger girl completely. 

“[color=Lightblue]So I ran into…,[/color]” she pauses here and glances around quickly, almost like she was checking to make sure no one else was around. Her former boyfriend was a lot like Voldemort, she tried not to speak his name unless she had to. “[color=Lightblue]...Jareth. And he looked perfect, like he was getting ready for a fashion show or something. And I looked like a wet dog. Seriously, I was in my ancient, ‘Save the Dolphins!’ t-shirt and covered in sweat. My hair wasn’t even brushed, I just had it up in a ponytail.[/color]” Clover makes a mortified groan and she buries her face in her hands, feeling her ears burn at the remembered humiliation from that encounter.

She really was all one color now.

“[color=lightblue]So I’m not leaving the suite anymore unless I look my best. I can’t face him again unless we’re on equal footing,[/color]” she finishes, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear before letting her hands fall back into the water. “[color=lightblue]What kind of fresh hell is this, that all of our exes are here? We must have been wretched people in past lives, like the kind that kicked puppies or tripped little old ladies or something.[/color]”