<i>Savannah Beaumont's..</i>it did certainly ring a bell of some sort, though Lily couldn't put a finger on it. When she did, it would come out of the blue and was sure to blurt it out during a random moment, scaring all parties involved. For now she let it settle. The southern peach<i>did </i>have that pop star aura about her and certainly looked the part.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Nice to meet you, Anna." </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)">she said lightly, taking the extended hand as it circled to her. <br/>
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Feeling her phone vibrate once more she looked down to see the reply from Gordie. Lily smiled briefly at the emojis before slipping her cell into her purse. Her eyes widened a bit as Eren took care of her bill, slightly surprised. Placing a hand against her hip she beamed at him, </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"cute and a gentleman" </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)">she titled her to one side in a curious manner before straightening her posture. </span><br/><br/>Lily's attention shifted to Athena, who quickly answered her phone. Taking the extension of her arms as an invite to join in on the call. Lily moved into a crouch, fitting herself into the frame just as a dark haired women appeared. Right away deciding it to be Athena's mother, despite the difference in hair color both women shared a lovely, uncanny resemblance. It was hard not to be taken back by hearing them speak to one another in their native tongue. Beautiful, really.<br/><br/>Aside from a year in French class she had a French ballet teacher back home. The women was as wicked as they came, even carrying around a sleek black cane she used to stomp the floor with. Their main form of communication revolving around the women screaming,<i>l'attaquer Lily, l"attaquer, </i>which roughly meant she wasn't trying hard enough during pirouettes. Hearing Athena and her mother was much smoother, despite not understanding what they were saying. She waved at the camera with a bright smile as her name was mentioned. If she were anything like her own mother the sight of new friends would surely give some comfort.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Cioa!" </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)">Lily exclaimed with another series of waves before the call ended. Happy to use the new word she picked up on. She stood back up, but not before Athena could give her playful tap on her leg. The corners of her lips perking upwards, hearing her throw her lap out as a seating option. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Tempting..very tempting," </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)">she giggled. With a small yawn she stretched her arms up, showing off her slender athletic build, </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Alright pals, let's blow this popsicle stand" </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)">she was egar to get going and out of the heat. <br/>
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Taking a hairtye from her wrist she pulled her hair up and off her neck, </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"With this humidity I'll be living at the beach" </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)">exhaling deeply she fanned her face with her hand. She'd have to ask around for local surf shops and snag a new bikini, not that she hadn't a million already. </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"I'm seeing a beach day in the future," </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 213, 216)">Lily added, her tone matter of fact. She was already dying to try out her new SX-70 Polaroid camera. <br/>
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