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[sub]{“If life were [color=#7A2528][b]predictable[/b][/color] it would cease to be life, and be without [color=#7A2528][b]flavor[/b][/color].”}[/sub]

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[sub][color=#7A2528][b]INTERACTING WITH:[/b][/color] Roxy Stark [@fairyBells] and Rowan [[i]indirectly[/i]][/sub]
[color=#7A2528]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/center][indent][indent]It wasn't until after Makyla had begun her purposeful walk away from Felix that she realized she hadn't checked her cell phone notifications since she'd left her apartment. Rather than continue making her way towards Ritz, the young woman abruptly froze in her tracks and pulled the shattered device from her back pocket. A few swipes later, Kyla saw that she hadn't really missed much aside from the usual comment on her social media posts and a few text messages from her roommates. A quick survey of the rooftop soon told Kyla that Nadia Ocampo had yet to arrive to the party. Junhoe, however, was standing not too far away from where Kyla was; he seemed to be engaged in a deep conversation with another man. Kyla was slightly surprised that the two of her roommates hadn't shown up together given how close they'd grown in such a short period of time. As she stared in the direction of Junhoe and his new friend, she found herself contemplating whether or not she wanted to head over and join in on the conversation. After giving it another thought, however, she decided against it, and continued her journey towards Ritz.

The familiar, delicious aroma of pepperoni pizza caused Makyla to deviate from her original plan of action; instead of speaking to Ritz and interrupting whatever he had going on with the few people that were crowded around him, Kyla made the split decision to follow the scent to the other side of the rooftop. It was around that time that she also took notice of none other than Alfie Holmes, Rowan Alcaeus, and Charlotte Thorne gleefully, and drunkenly, dancing around on the stage. At the sight of it, Makyla couldn't help but crack a small smile. She probably would have joined in had she'd drank a little more of her whiskey. Makyla reached the source of the scent soon after Rowan had left the stage; her nose had led her straight to a small girl with fiery red hair. Sitting on a table near the girl was an assortment of pizzas and bottles of soda. It wasn't long before Kyla's eyes fell upon her beloved pepperoni pizza. 

[color=#7A2528][b]"Do you mind if I grab a couple of slices? Gonna need something to soak up all of the alcohol I'm about to ingest..."[/b][/color] Kyla bluntly asked the redhead before silently reminding herself to soften her tone. [color=#7A2528][b]"I'm Makyla, by the way. Or just Kyla, for short. I've been staying in 3B for a couple of months now. You must be new to the building though, right? Because I don't think I've ever seen you around."[/b][/color]
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