<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0080bf"><b><i><div style="text-align: center">Bre walked into the room, plopping on her bed, just watching him. "What's there to know? I'm eighteen, a Neko, I like video games, music, art, literature, being different, and sleeping." She laughed and shrugged, throwing her hands up as far as they could go considering her elbows were resting on her thighs. Bre watched Keeran, and then opened her mouth again. "Your turn. Spill."​</div></i></b></span>