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[color=slateblue]Time:[/color] Morning
[color=F0E399]Location:[/color] Beach Event
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[color=F0E399]Interactions:[/color] Lorenzo [@FunnyGuy]
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Her eyes widen in reaction to his…accident as she looked away trying to not laugh at his discomfort. She took a bite of her sandwich as her feet dug into the sand as the current continued to flow in and out. [color=slateblue]“I did warn you, but most things that are good for you don’t taste great unfortunately.”[/color] She offered him a friendly smile [color=slateblue]“ Oh, you don't need to repay me for anything. It’s nice that my strange habits come in handy sometimes.” [/color] 

Listening to him talk about the dinner was interesting. Hearing his perspective she was surprised he wasn’t more angry about his treatment. 

Smiling at Charlotte when she delivered the smoothies she took it gratefully as the refreshing taste of strawberries certainly hit the spot. [color=slateblue]“ I, unfortunately, had to leave rather early from the event. My mother thought it to be a good idea to embarrass me at such a large event by having my brother come and escort me back home in front of Farim.”[/color]  she took a frustrated sip of her drink as her brows furrowed just thinking about it. 

[i]Your mother is wrong, you know? I think she's wrong about most things.[/i]

[color=slateblue][i]Thats an understatement…[/i] [/color]

Ariella sat and listened to the Duke. His words were surprising, to say the least and yet rather expressive of who he was as a person. Her mother was certainly a weed, and her knowing the location of the only place she felt home at caused a level of discomfort Ariella hated.  Her eyes widened at the mention of Vermillion[color=slateblue] “ No…No balls? No nothing? Just… and your garden?” [/color] She repeated his words as her face showed a level of disbelief. Ariella shook her head[color=slateblue] “ No I haven’t, but from what you're saying it sounds wonderful.”[/color] she smiled, finishing the last bite of her sandwich.[color=slateblue] “Please, tell me more about it. “[/color] she said excitedly, her face lit up like a firework bursting with excitement.[color=slateblue] “ What kind of things do you grow in your garden? What do you do for fun there? Does it snow? “ [/color]she started listing off questions without taking a breath.