[hr][hr][center][h1][color=FB5A7E]Leighton Brooks[/color][/h1][img]https://media0.giphy.com/media/3oKIPq5EQ1CIlWq0QU/giphy.gif?cid=3640f6095c3161494c32494d4d32061a[/img][hr][color=FB5A7E][b]Location[/b][/color]: Target
[color=FB5A7E][b]Skills[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]

Leighton playfully flipped her hair, [color=FB5A7E]"I don't know. The glasses kind of peg you as a geek, and the band-aids aren't helping your case, but I could be wrong. I'm Leighton, by the way."[/color] She checked the racks, not really interested in buying anything here. She almost forgot why she was here and that she was in a....Target. [color=FB5A7E]"So, do you live around here? I'm only visiting myself."[/color]

She pulled out her phone to check the time. She had time to kill since she had been forcibly kicked out of the boutique. She had to remember to call her family's lawyer later and get that place sued. The sheer audacity that had to peg her as a freak. She wanted to go back there and say more, but she knew the police would be there soon and she didn't want to get tangled with the law.

Plus she had this kind of cute guy to shamelessly flirt with before she got back to important matters.