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[color=slateblue]Time:[/color] 6pm
[color=F0E399]Location:[/color] Guest house
[color=slateblue]Mention:[/color]
[color=F0E399]Appearance[/color]:[url=https://imgur.com/a/8BzG1mp]Dress[/url], [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/ab/d2/caabd28d4bd6e8e500e454ac74af8474.jpg] Hair style but red [/url],

Ariella looked at the bottom of her glass as she realized she had finished the entire drink. Lifting her head and looking around the room began to sway slowly from left to right. Her vision warped as she tried to squint hoping it would somehow fix it. She leaned back in her chair, her hands fidgeting on her lap as she tried to hide this new feeling. 

As she scanned the room she still couldn't help but think [I]How are they all so freakishly beautiful...And even more so when they get angry*[/i] Ariella shifted in her seat as she started to fan herself with her hand. [color=slateblue]"Is it getting hot in here?"[/color] she asked with a panicked tone to her voice but it wasn't for the reason someone may think. She tried her best to listen to everything being said, but the room continued spinning, so she decided to focus on one painting across the room. Her eyes nearly tossed anchors into the spot on the wall. 

All of a sudden her nose perked at the smell of all the amazing food. She drew her attention back to that realizing that the conversation had calmed ... for now. [color=slateblue] " Mmm! Whipped peanut butter "[/color] She said enthusiastically after Lorenzo's interpretation of the food before reaching for some herself. As Ariella took a bite of the hummus she paused for a moment as a frown appeared on her face. She struggled to swallow the dip, her face trying its best to hide her dislike of the taste. 

She leaned over to Farim and whispered [color=slateblue][I]"That's not peanut butter"[/I][/color]