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[center][h3][color=Teal]Rozalia Éathliel[/color][/h3]
[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Dallas' Apartment
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] Dallas Reno [@Plank Sinatra][/center][hr][hr]

After thanking the jock-like dude for the location, Roze had rushed on back to her apartment; not wanting to be too late to the party. 
Swiftly deciding that this party would not be important enough to yield wearing a skirt, Roze decided to go with [url=http://www.cpcplus.co.uk/images/large/dieseluksale.co/eligion-Women-Billy-BlackStraight-Leg-Jeans-510_03_LRG.jpg]black jeans and heels[/url], deciding the extra height in the heels would make her look a lot less like a midget. After a bit of dithering between shirts, she decided on a [url=http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-thing?.out=jpg&size=l&tid=27569130]purple v-neck[/url] - it was a splash of colour among the dark.

Adding some subtle make-up - a bit of eyeliner and mascara to make her blue eyes pop - Roze was ready and out of her apartment in no time.
As the guy had said, she could simply follow the crowds to the party. Judging by the people in the corridors and the noise erupting from a room, 'crowd' was certainly the correct word to use. 

Upon entering, she recognized a couple of people from the assembly - Serafina was there, along with the potential bitches and hot guys she had clocked. 

[color=Teal]"Gods, I'm glad they don't have a bouncer.[/color] Roze muttered to herself with a small grin, making her way over to the drinks. From what she could tell she was one of the youngest, if not the actual youngest, in the academy. However, there were obvious under-21s drinking here, and no-one batted an eyelid as she took a cool cider from the icebox. In fairness, she'd had plenty of alcohol before. With an Italian mother, it wasn't abnormal for Roze to have some wine with her dinner from a fairly young age. Rather than encourage further drinking, it simply led her to respect the beverage. Well... apart from a couple of nights, but she preferred not to think about those.

Easing her way through the crowds of people - while trying to avoid being trampled by what was obviously the football team ([i][color=Teal]MY GODS, this place really is like a High School. Jocks, Popular bitches... this place is shaping up to look like a mythical mean girls. Obviously, I'm  Janis."[/color][/i]) - and keeping her drink from spilling over herself, she noticed the [s]insanely[/s] attractive guy from the assembly earlier stood by himself, a somewhat pained look on his face. 

[color=Teal]"Hey, are you alright?[/color] Roze asked him once walking over. [color=Teal]"You look ill."[/color] Roze had decided to go with 'ill' rather than 'drunk' - it seemed more polite. Besides, he seemed somewhat sober... unlike some of the others at the party.