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Vrina continued to stare at the guy. Waiting wasn’t her favorite thing in the world but she at least considered herself to be a patient person. Though that was simply her denial of most things that she didn’t find suited her taste. 

She saw the frown that covered his face for a moment. I guess he doesn’t want to. Vrina felt some disappointment creep up on her as she wondered where she would be able to get some.

However, his quick glance at her boobs which he perhaps meant to be "subtle" apparently changed his mind. 

How hilariously simple minded. Not that she cared. She wasn't her mother but if a small glance at her chest got someone to change their mind to her benefit, oh well.

[color=529447]“Lucky girl. It’s my last one, so...you’ll owe me.”[/color]

Owe? Money wouldn't be that much of a problem because of Rovern but anything else, she had no idea what she could give him. But whatever, no use wondering about that.

[color=#A2ADBC]“Of course. Thank you!”[/color] She said sweetly, taking the cig between her middle and index finger which were covered with black gloves. Vrina lighted it  with the lighter that he offered. She could see some people looking disapprovingly once they saw that the two of them were smoking.

Oh fuck. I just might stop if they continue to look at me like that. Vrina absolutely hated judgmental people that had no decency to even bother hiding it. 

Somehow, they feel the need to allow their faces to fill with an expression that could only make someone feel the need to turn their head away from such a nauseating look that said they were human garbage. 

Vrina lifted the cig to her lips, taking a long drag. Soon, she blew out about 5 perfect smoke rings satisfyingly. Vrina smoked enough to know the basic tricks and making smoke rings were always fun.

She glanced over at the guy. Vrina had just now noticed how much of a bitch face he had. 

It was pretty funny, how much his appearance would make someone back off from messing with him. The piercing, tattoos, and freaking bleached hair. 

The hair was something she honestly didn't get. I mean, she couldn't tell if it was meant to look tough or an unfortunate taste. 

She honestly like tattoos so those piqued her interest as she looked at his upper right shoulder. Piercings were something which she held no opinion in, looking at his lips for a bit. 

Vrina then took another drag, looking down at her gloves. 

She felt the need to change her gloves to a fresh new pair. She had been on a bus and… why didn’t she change her gloves earlier? Vrina felt a strong urge but held it in, choosing to change it later. She could just do it later. After she finished this cig. 

Looking up at him, she decided that she might as well be a little polite and introduce herself to this thing. [color=#A2ADBC]“I forgot to introduce myself! My name’s Vrina.. Meriana.”[/color] 

Her last name had a hint of disgust in her voice as it came out of her mouth. It was quite obvious she wasn’t a fan of her last name. For some reason, her mom’s last name was never changed to her father’s and instead it stayed the same while her father had to change his last name. The fact that her last name had to be tied back to a slutty whore was [i]very[/i] revolting to her. 

But, she quickly shook that feeling off, continuing to speak in a sweet manner. 

[color=#A2ADBC]“It’s nice to meet you. Your name?”[/color] She asks him, her kind smile on her face as she takes another quick drag and then lowers her arm to her side as she exhales slowly.[/center]