[h2][center][color=pink]Regina Fierce[/color][/center][/h2]
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7:06 AM, April 9th 2018.

Regina woke up from the chirping of birds on her bedroom's open window. She yawned and stretched, then her body reminded her that she has "garbage waiting to be thrown out" and hurriedly proceeded to her bathroom. She quickly snatched her phone first though.

7:39 AM

Regina came out of her bedroom after she made her bed. She took the time in her bathroom to freshen up so she can look less like a "human abomination" to more like a "human being". She decided to just keep things casual and natural so she wore an over-sized "FLAWLESS" t-shirt that goes all the way to her knees and black pajama shorts. She also only applied little make-up and left her natural long, black hair as it is. She heard rumors that boys find girls hot if they just looked like they woken up. 

Not that she would know, of course.

She arrived at the lobby and saw a bunch of other people were already conversing with one another. Silently observing the group of people before her, she just realized why this place is called the City of Angels: everybody here's so freaking good-looking! Even without make-up, the ladies are all stunning in their own way and the men are oh so dazzling and charming. Regina can't contain her excitement just thinking about the future where they all are successful in their own craft, being able to work and party hard together. Though despite being a party animal herself, Regina's a bit shy so she doesn't know her co-tenants that much so she swore to herself that she will get to know them better starting this day. 

Just then, Regina's tummy grumbled. [color=pink][i]Oh yeah. Food first, then talk,[/i][/color] she thought to herself. She proceeded to the kitchen and put some slices of bread on the toaster. While waiting, she poured hot milk on her mug and took a few sips. After a few moments, she put the toasted bread on her plate and spread cream cheese on them. She brought her food at the lobby and set it atop the table so she can eat while mingling with her potential friends.

Among the group, Regina glanced at Terrence Walsh, the owner of Birch House, talking with another one of his tenants. While he does seem cute, he's way too old for Regina's taste. Though she thought that any girl would be lucky to have such a nice, hardworking gentleman such as Terrence to be their husband. Regina looked up to him as the father she didn't and could've had. Not that her drag parents weren't viable father figures themselves, she just thought having a straight-as-a-line father figure would be a nice change.

Regina approached the man while holding her mug of hot milk as soon as he finished talking to the lady. [color=pink]"Lovely morning, Mr. Walsh! I know I've been saying this a couple of times already, but words aren't enough to thank you for letting me have another place to call a home. If there's anything you want me to do at all, you know where to find me",[/color] she said to Walsh.