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[center][h1][color=B37097]Pandora Quill[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Wichita, Kansas - Streets -> Pandora's Apartment
Skills: N/A[/I][/center]
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Pandora had wondered why she was still standing there speaking to the girl. She couldn't care less really. [color=B37097]"Well whatever. Good luck kid."[/color] She made her way down the street, eager to get inside her home and put her feet up for a spell. Today started off so good and ended so sourly. If she ever saw goggle girl again...well that would wait until then. She had managed to get back home. Her eyes wandered over to people who were eyeing her. She was used to being ogled on occasion, but this was something else.

[color=B37097]"Take a picture, it'll last longer,"[/color] she said as she made her way up the steps into her building and then up to her apartment. She locked the door, flung her belongings on her bed, and crashed on the couch with a thud and a sigh. Sometimes she hated this city. She often had dreams of other places. Castles and forests and such. Wouldn't that be nice? Or other times she thought about moving to somewhere like Los Angeles or New York. The bigger the city, the more people so more likely to hide in a crowd. Plus, she could make it as an actor. Or a model.

These thoughts raced in her head as she let herself fall into a small slumber.