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</div><b>Name: </b>Ember "Lex" Chen<br/><b>Age: </b>25<br/><b>Date/Time: </b>31 July, Saturday - 14:00<br/><b>Location: </b>Villa<br/><b>Wearing: </b>See Picture (Black, leather skin-tight dress with mesh top and a black, leather jacket with hair down and natural makeup)<br/><b>Logged in with: </b>No one<br/><b>Tagging: </b>Oshiro (<a class="username" data-user-id="4695" data-username="MonsterMistress" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/4695/">MonsterMistress</a>)<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>It had not been an easy choice for Chen to walk away from the partner she had been getting to know. If she had been asked to place money on it, she would have been sure he wasn’t going to follow her. Guys like that… They never seemed to care about anything that went deeper than the physical. She had meant what she said when she told Yami that she was looking for her perfect match. She couldn’t let herself get caught up in the heat of a moment again, she decided.<br/><br/>Ember was starting to realize that her new friend wasn't going to do anything. Then again, how could Ember expect her to? She had the attention of an attractive man on her and it wasn't like the girls had known each other very long. The asian girl was starting to realize she was on her own for the evening. Then something surprising happened: She heard footsteps getting closer. Ember tried not to get excited as she peered between her forearms. She knew the likelihood was it was someone else just walking by. And even if it was him…<br/><br/>Then the cushions around her shifted, indicating that someone had taken up the one next to her. Ember couldn’t help but feel a glimmer of hope that maybe she had misjudged the Asian guy. Maybe he really did want to get to know her in more ways than one. She knew she couldn’t let him see it which became much easier as soon as he spoke.<br/><br/>Ember’s hands released the tight grip on her hair as she accepted the bottle, though she didn’t open it immediately. It was a nice gesture that he had brought something for her to drink. But his tone made Ember feel as though he may have seen this as some sort of chore, something he felt he had to do. As much as she would have preferred him talking to her because he wanted to, she wasn’t going to push him away when he was at least making some sort of effort.<br/><br/>“You could start with your name.” She said, a soft sarcasm evident in her almost quiet, almost hopeless voice. “Unless you want me making up one for you.”<br/><br/>What she really wanted to know was that she wasn’t getting herself into something she’d regret as soon as morning came. She wanted to know that he wasn’t here to just waste time and space and play silly little games for the next six weeks. She wanted to know that he wasn’t one of those rich, spoiled brats who coasted on their good looks and money and had no real depth to them. But those weren’t questions she could just ask outright, were they?