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[h2][color=magenta]Ashton Griffone[/color] || Old Harbor || Stands || Sunday Lunch[/h2]
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[sub]Victoria [@PrinceAlexus], Allison [@Mattchstick][/sub]
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Ashton blinked a little as the red head informed her of the reason for being here. Purple gaze blinking a little in confusion at the name 'Snap' before tapping her chin thoughtfully as she tried to recall someone by that name. Her gaze returned to Allison at the statement that the firefighter was tall. It was indeed... a statement that was obvious but despite that, the dirty blonde gave a amused smile as her left index finger scratched her cheek, touching one of the deep scars that ran along her face.

Glancing to Victoria at her apology and reason, the tall ambiguous woman gave a smile and a nonchalant wave of her hand before patting the top of her head gently as if to tell the pretty more sophisticated woman that not to worry too much about it. Ashton couldn't fully relate since her own body hasn't exactly failed her in the physical prowess department. However, she's had her share of running to the hospital. Last week she hurt her back after all. Even lying around recovering made Ashton restless, so she wasn't sure how it being almost a regular thing would make her feel. Maybe she'd be just as cautious as Victoria?

The race picked up and it appeared that the one Victoria was rooting for, had become victorious. Ashton clapped cheerfully and gave a bright smile and double thumbs up in congratulations before watching the pale woman leave. Blinking a little as soon enough she called and invited them to some party. Blinking dumbly, the blonde rubbed the back of her head. Dress up? Did she even have anything fancy?

Ashton turned her curious gaze towards Allison to see if she was deciding to attend. Questioningly looking at the red head and tilted her head towards where Victoria was to indicate the question of what Allison thought.