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[center][sup]Al Lopez - - > Beach House[/sup][/center]

As they entered the Lyft, Mariah pulled her phone out, and was mostly occupied with texting the entire car ride. This, of course, definitely highlighted how damn tall she was, since she had to practically fold herself to fit into the back seat. While she wasn't exactly uncomfortable with the group, she wasn't exactly trying to make conversation, especially since she had someone to antagonize...

[quote]
[sup][color=#F3128D]Bye ho[/color]
	[color=#CBABCB]Where you go???[/color]
[color=#F3128D]Sis said we gotta meet the rest[/color]
	[color=#CBABCB]Fuck you[/color]
[color=#F3128D]Wooooooow[/color]
	[color=#CBABCB]>:( you just leave me???[/color]
	[color=#CBABCB]Fuck you[/color]
[color=#F3128D]Okay I'll text you when I'm done[/color]
	[color=#CBABCB]Kk 
	:( 
	Why can't I go???[/color]
[color=#F3128D]Clingy[/color]
	[color=#CBABCB]No fuck you >:([/color]
[color=#F3128D]Go flex on the beach or something[/color]
	[color=#CBABCB]:([/color][/sup][/quote]

Putting her phone away, Mariah rather obnoxiously opened her parasol as they walked up to the beach house, and was rather impressed with it. Bitty Dick Blake really hooked these folks up. She half-thought he was just trying to get the violence to stop by saying [i]whatever[/i]. With an impressed hum, she trailed behind Claudette, while looking over the rest of the scenery. Already, Mariah was inwardly plotting to spend some time on the beach here since, basically, this little slice in a rich neighborhood would be reasonably clean and free of tourists. Mental notes made, Mariah turned her attention forward, just as she caught the last half of what Claudette was saying.

[quote=Claudette]... don't tell me something happened while I was gone..."[/quote]

Being tall enough to not have to lean to get a good view into the house, Mariah raised her brows at the scene before her, squinted analytically, then turned away slightly noting lowly, [color=#F3128D]"Maaaaaybe this ain't a good time to do introductions. Right now? Cause they look a bit, uh, fuckin' distressed."[/color] Every single person within eyesight looked as if their puppy had been strangled to death in front of them. Not only was Mariah uncomfortable with the situation, she was outright feeling out of place, and figured Claudette had leader-y shit to do. Wrangling feelings and soothing or what-nots. With a wince and a lowly mumbled, [color=#F3128D]"Eesh,"[/color] Mariah took a few steps backward and shifted uncomfortably, [color=#F3128D]"Look. I can come back another time cause it look like some feelings happenin' in there."[/color]