[centre][b][h1][color=f7941d]Jamie[/color][/h1][/b][/centre]
[@Nallore][@BlackPanther]

Jamie watched Othello, and she couldn't help it, her heart went out for him. From the way he took his medication, she had to figure out that there was something wrong, that was nevertheless managed by the treatment. She couldn't imagine the dedication it took to maintain that. What could she say? She was a sucker for sympathy cases. As he kissed her hand, she noted the watch itself that had, it seemed alerted Othello that it was his medication time. Notiing that it wasn't a watch, but some sort of monitor, she stared at it curiously for a moment. [i]how many times a day does he take his medication, based on that monitor?[/i]. 

She realised that staring at it might be a bit rude, and she hastily glanced away, back to Othello, struck but his purple gaze. Now that, definetely, was odd. But she was intrigued by that, wondering just how someone had purple eyes. Was it a genetic mutation? whatever it was, Jamie liked it. His eyes were just so...shocking. Amazing. Pretty. This time at the mention of the girl, Jamie didn't look back towards her, simply nodded. [color=f7941d]"Yes, she is. Hopefully she realises that she is, and changes, but I don't see that happening"[/color] People so rarely changed, even if they wanted to. They just needed to have a reason to change, and many people didn't have that. 

She smiled brightly at his comment, about meetign beautiful women. Glancing over to Anna, she smiled at her friend, before saying to Othello, [color=f7941d]"So, why was that girl bugging you?"[/color] There was something familiar about Othello, yet she just couldn't put her finger on it. Was he on TV?