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</div><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 15px">Name: Lydia<br/>
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Age: 21<br/>
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Date/Time: Saturday, July 31 | 14:15 PM | 2:15 PM<br/>
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Location: <br/>
Villa<br/>
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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/>
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Tagging:<br/>
<b>Liam </b>( <a class="username" data-user-id="6055" data-username="Dragongoddess" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6055/">Dragongoddess</a> )</span><br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/><span style="font-size: 18px">Something about hearing the way her nickname rolled off of Liam’s tongue made Lydia’s ears burn a dark pink. Her lips barely parted when he finally replied and it was then she finally took notice of just how close he actually was. Her eyebrows rose as she met his gaze and the small smile became a little strained before they all crinkled together in a confused expression. “I still don’t understand how my nickname could be used against me… It’s just a nickname, after all.” <br/>
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Clearing her throat some, she took a step back and shrugged before continuing, “I don’t know how someone would use your nickname in a offensive manner other than the way they’d say it.” <br/>
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Another step backwards and the heel of Lydia’s foot barely brushed against one of her bags. The sudden contact made her blink in surprise and she glanced down at it before quickly side stepping away from it so she wouldn’t trip. “So… Sweets can’t really be used in a… uhm… offensive manner, either-“ <br/>
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Looking back up at the man, she pressed her lips together and asked, “And what exactly do you mean by people like you? There’s only one you in this world,” the brunette tilted her chin down a little with a reassuring smile. “And that’s what makes you special, along with everyone else on this show.” Clapping her hands together, she grinned up at him, “And I can’t wait to meet everyone!” <br/>
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She glanced down at the straps of her sandals and added with a slight pout, “But you didn’t answer my question…” Glancing towards the bed, Lydia’s fingers found a few strands of her hair and twisted the brown locks between them and said, “I guess you don’t have to if you don’t want to. Do you want me to ask a different question…? Or would you like to ask me a question..?” </span>