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[img]http://33.media.tumblr.com/23883ae3b46bcadc0ec236d98db8cabd/tumblr_inline_njd5032CAj1s57731.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Main room
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Mr Wadsworth & Kosuke Akiyama [hr][b]Interaction Tags:[/b] [@Salrynn][/center][hr] 
Imogen saw more and more bodies flooding in and she wondered where her date had gotten to. Surely she wasn’t being stood up during a speed dating event… The thought crossed her mind and she wondered if David had walked in, saw her properly and then left straight away. She began to chew on her nails before smacking her hands away from her mouth. She’d just spent time doing her nails so that she looked presentable for a first date scenario and here she was ruining them because someone didn’t like to be on time!

Shaking her head, Imogen looked around as she heard Mr. Wadsworth making his announcement. She quirked an eyebrow at the news but secretly breathed a sigh of relief, people were just running late so at least she hadn’t been stood up. She heard the name of her new date and she spotted the guy that had walked into the palm tree earlier. She tried not to laugh at the memory of it and bit her tongue as Mr. Wadsworth moved Mr. Akiyama to the chair across from her.

She gave him a warm, bright smile and clasped her hands in front of herself on the table as she considered him. He seemed quite disconnected if she was being honest. Like he’d really rather be anywhere else but here. He was still wearing the same clothing that he’d arrived in and she scowled a little at that fact. He wasn’t making an effort and didn’t want to be here. The makings of a doomed date seemed to be on the cards for Imogen’s first encounter and she let out a small breath and relaxed herself. No use in being nervous for a date when your date didn’t care.

[color=ff7f50]“Hi there, I guess I’ll start? M’name is Imogen ‘nd I’m from Ireland. Uh, I guess I’ll start with the things tha’ make people disappear on me quick t’save us time. I’m a single mother, I’ve got two adorable lil twin girls called Jenna and Jemma. They’re five years old and a whole bundle o’ love ‘nd fun. I work part-time as a waitress in a diner. I used t’travel before m’girls came to me. Been all over ‘eh world so I’ve got some stories t’share if ya feel like hearin’ ‘em. Uhmm… That’s about all I can think o’ right now…”[/color] She chuckled nervously as her hands tucked her hair behind her ears and she licked her drying lips. 

[color=ff7f50]“So what ‘bout ya? Care t’share?”[/color] Her smile never left her face and she did her best to be warm and welcoming to her newly appointed date. Leaning forward a little, Imogen grabbed her glass of water and took a sip from it as she waited for his response/reactions. She was genuinely curious about this uncaring fellow even if he would rather be anywhere else but here.
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