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</div><br/><br/>Name: Lydia<br/><br/>Age: 21<br/><br/>Date/Time: Saturday, July 31<br/><br/>Location:<br/>Villa | Everywhere | Bedroom<br/>[ She’s decided to explore. :) ]<br/><br/>Wearing:<br/>A pale, baby blue, short sleeved, lacy shirt with frills at the end of each sleeve, as well as the bottom of the shirt. Blue Jean shorts that end right above the middle of her thighs, which is held in place by a brown, leather belt. She is also wearing a pair of brown, leather sandals that have been used for many years and a simple pair of pearl earrings.<br/><br/>Tagging:<br/>Whoever needs/wants interactions! :D<br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/>The dull sting on her hands, elbow, and knees went unnoticed as Lydia was too caught up in finding her fall funny. She looked down at one of her hands as she started to push herself back to a standing position, but she didn’t have to do much because a hand was already grabbing both of her her upper arms with a firm grip and she was hauled up to her feet. Blinking a few times with a sound of surprise, the young woman straightened her back as the whirled spun while she was turned around. Her lips parted to tell him that she was fine, but the sentence was lost to her as she was spun back to face him. Each of her hands lifted a bit to hover in front of her chest and her brown brows rose then crinkled together a tad when the man apologized to her.<br/><br/>“There’s no need to apologize. I should be thanking you for helping me up. You didn’t have to do that,” she relied, averting her gaze with a nervous giggle. Her eyes met his after she lifted her gaze back up and she blinked as he continued to explain to her that he’d brought her there to do more than talk. Blinking once more, her lips poured outwards a little, a crease formed in her brow, and she tilted her head to the side in a quizzical  manner. “What do you mea-?” She cut herself off as the other explained further and her head head slowly lifted up in a nod, eyebrows lifting a little as a realization on her.<br/><br/><i>You are far too innocent for me.</i><br/><br/>“Oh.”<br/><br/>So, he wasn’t interested in her romantically, even before they could get to know each other. In a way, Lydia hadn’t expected the two of them to get along in a romantic way immediately, or at all, because they were still strangers. Yet somehow a pang of disappointment hit her at the reality of the whole exchange. She tried not to let it bother her too much, at least she would try not to, and Lydia knew people had a certain type. And the musician’s type was apparently not the innocent type. The type like her.<br/><br/>Her eyes flicked down to his shoes as he took a step back and for a moment, she heard a familiar, deep voice echo in her head all too sweetly, “<i>You’re so innocent, love. I can change that for you and it will only take one night… Or more, if you wish.”</i><br/><br/>She blinked when the other contestant’s voice managed to push out the ghost’s, causing her to meet his gaze once more. He told her that she was lucky this time and she forced a smile on her face, trying to will away the ghost hands that lingered on her shoulders. “Oh- Yes!” When he waved his hand at himself, she gave him a once over and shrugged, blurting out, “But you look completely fine to me. I don’t see anything wrong with you.” Offering him a small smile, she added, “Everyone has their own style and you are no different. I think the outfit suits you.”<br/><br/>The university student was a little taken aback by his offer to help her if she ever required it and her surprised look morphed back into a grin. “You’re right. I will… try not to make the same mistake again.”<br/><br/>Eyes squeezing shut, her shoulders lifted some as she was patted on top of her head. Once his left her head, she blinked and felt atop her own head as he continued. “Ah. Well, I-“ Lydia closed her mouth while he spoke, informing her that they were not a match and she should go speak with Norm. Again, that self-consciousness doubt hit her, but she managed to keep the grin on her face. It was fine if they weren’t a match and if Yami believed that was the case, then there was no point in trying to argue. She only nodded with a small hum and watched his back disappear  he left the room. Inhaling through her nose, Lydia blew out a deep breath through her lips and grimaced a little as the pain in her bum became clear.<br/><br/>“Ow Ow…”<br/><br/>Another soft sigh came from her as she checked her elbows, knees, and palms, the skin on each were red from irritation and pain. A solemn expression took form as she thought about Yami’s words and how he’d practically rejected her before they’d even been able to speak to each other—<br/><br/><i>Nope. No getting butthurt over that. He likes what he likes and that is not you.</i><br/><br/>Shaking her hands a little, she nodded to herself, grabbed her half empty glass, and exited the room. Upon entering the room she had been in moments prior, Lydia was surprised to find out that Norm had left the show altogether and they’d be getting a new contestant eventually. It seemed like the odds were not in her favor, but at least she’d managed to make a friend— sort of. Yami was more like an on call bodyguard to Lydia now and despite their further conversations being awkward, she was still going to try to be his friend, or at least a close acquaintance. She looked over at the boisterous group, which Yami was also part of, taking part in what appeared to be a drinking game. There was a newcomer in said group and they looked to be enjoying themselves. Lydia pressed her lips together when she decided not to join. It already looked full and she doubted Yami wanted her to tag along after leaving her alone in the room only a few minutes prior. Not to mention Lydia did not drink alcohol.<br/><br/>Instead, she smiled at the group, giving them a little thumbs up, before moving out of that room, taking a small sip from her glass of water. Humming a small tune to herself, the brunette came to a halt by a pair of glass, double doors, which lead into a massive gym. “Oh wowie!” Taking a few steps around the room, she took in the various work out equipment and chuckled to herself, stating to nobody in particular, “It looks like the people who work out will like this room very much.”<br/><br/>She then walked back out and her eyes went as wide as saucers and a small squeak rose in her throat when she found some of the men in the drinking game had removed their shirts. Ears and cheeks flushing pink, she hurriedly ducked her head, took quickened steps past them, and practically ran up the swirled staircase to inspect what was on the upper floor. Her heart rammed in her chest and she placed her hand over it and then moved it up to one of her warmed cheeks. She knew people wouldn’t wear a lot of clothing because they’d be going to the beach and they were living in a fancy villa in hot weather, but she hadn’t expected to see more skin yet!<br/><br/>Blowing out a long sigh, Lydia shut her eyes and tried to calm her racing heart. After a pause, she took another sip from her glass, the water felt cool against her tongue and throat, and she walked down a long hallway. Near the end was a single door and when she pushed it open, a sound of awe escaped her while she took in the humongous bedroom. The beds were lined up and she found her belongings, a suitcase, her personal bag, and a bag she had for the beach, set against the wall, beside one of the beds on the end of the row. She was thankful it was very close to the exit door and that meant she could run out to the closest restroom, as well as go to bed quicker after a long day.<br/><br/>Setting her glass down on one of the bedside tables, she glanced towards the ajar door and squat down beside her belongings. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to start unpacking before the crowd joined in… Lifting her black suitcase with a grunt, she set it down on the bed and unzipped it. Much to her surprise, her belongings were already unpacked and she wanted to thank whoever had done so. At the same time, however, the thought of someone going through her underwear had her embarrassment return. Since the action of unpacking had been taken away, she decided to pull out what she would wear the next day. It gave her something to do and distracted her from her self-deprecating thoughts. While she grabbed a pair of shorts, she sang to herself, her voice soft,<br/><br/>“<i>Years ago, when I was younger,<br/>
I kinda liked a boy I knew. <br/>
He was mine and we were sweethearts.<br/>
That was then, but then it’s true…<br/>
I’m in love with a fairytale<br/>
Even though it hurts. <br/>
‘Cause I don’t care if I lose my mind<br/>
I’m already cursed.”<br/>
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Fairytale Cover by Makrai Dorottya on YouTube!<br/>
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