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</div><b>Name:</b>Carina Santos<br/><b>Age:</b>27<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Heterosexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Rio de Janeiro, Brazil<br/><b>Date/Time: </b>Monday, July 5 - Evening<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa Pool<br/><b>Wearing:</b>see image (minus glasses)<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>N/A<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Brooke<a class="username" data-user-id="9157" data-username="Sarita" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/9157/">Sarita</a>| Victor<a class="username" data-user-id="5510" data-username="TopNotch" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/5510/">TopNotch</a><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/><i>-"Fret not, dear Carina.. We were just about to solve our own music! We're doing "California Dreamin'" by "The Mamas and the Papas" and you're in whether you want it or not..." Victor announced excitedly the moment she walked up and greeted them, saying that last part in jest with a suggestive smile.</i><br/><br/>“Wait….what?” Carina stuttered looking between the two of them, softly chuckling in confusion. Then Victor began humming. When he pointed his fingers at the two girls, she looked over at Brook who proceeded to join in at the cue. Meanwhile, Carina just stood there, humming a harmony as best she could, bobbing her head, but ultimately just did not recognize this song.<br/><br/>Victor’s singing was…sub-par at the best parts, but painful at the worst. She couldn’t even hold the harmony anymore, trying to hold back the laughter (besides not finding a clear tune to accurately harmonize with anyway). Brook seemed to be doing a far better job of it and eventually Carina just let herself fade from joining in, clasping her hand over her mouth so as not to laugh overtly over their singing.<br/><br/>When it was over, she shouted in a fit of giggles, clapping her wet hands over head, “Bravo! Bravo! Belíssimo!!”<br/><br/>When Brook complimented her bikini, Carina just flipped her braids overdramatically acting a fashion model, feigning a surprised gasp. “Obrigada, thank you! You are looking quite beautiful too.” She smiled wide with a soft chuckle.<br/><br/>“A song? Hmm. You like retro stuff, right? How about…” Carina cleared her throat into her fist, then just started straight into the next song regardless if the others knew it.<br/><br/>“<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(32, 178, 170)">Listen, baby. Ain’t mountain high, ain’t no valley low, ain’t no river wiiiide enough baby.</span>” Her voice would hit the notes perfectly, sounding as if she’d been singing her whole life, trained in it, lived and breathed it as if she herself were Tammi Terrell come back to life (though with a slight Brazilian accented flair).<br/><br/>Just like in Victor fashion, Carina would point towards Brook to sing the next line, taking on the male part for herself. She could hear the pipes hiding in the petite girl in the previous song, and she wanted to hear her belt it out with this one.<br/><br/>If Brook didn’t catch the cue, Carina would wait a beat and just sing it herself, unless of course Victor wanted to join. “<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(32, 178, 170)">Don’t worry baby.</span>” Either way, if one of them did or neither did, she looked forward to the good fun it would bring.<br/><br/>“‘<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(32, 178, 170)">Cause baby there ain’t no mountain high enough. Ain’t no valley low enough. Ain’t no river wide enough, to keep me from getting to you, baby.</span>” The volumes Carina would hit would surely be heard by anybody nearby, perhaps even further if it was quiet enough in the room. Every note, pitch, emotion, on point with the song.<br/><br/>“<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(32, 178, 170)">Remember the day I set you free<br/>
I told you, you could always count on me, darling<br/>
And from that day on I made a vow<br/>
I'll be there when you want me some way, some how<br/>
<br/>
'Cause baby, there ain't no mountain high enough<br/>
Ain't no valley low enough, ain't no river wide enough<br/>
To keep me from getting to you, baby.”</span>