She giggled as he took the bottle. Things started to get fuzzy, and her cheeks took on a pinkish glow.<br/>"Im 19 and i dont have a home. My parents kicked meout. Literally. I walked all the way here from Tipania." She Giggled and stood, swaying slightly, looking into the mirror, taking out her braids and shaking her waist long curls out. She giggled again.<br/>"My hair always smells like flowers." She knew it was a certain flower but it couldn't come to mind right then.<br/>"I also have a last name...though..it's so long, i dont want to remember it." She twirled over to the bed and plopped on the end before giving Vashen a long stare.<br/>"it was both of our faults. You know that..right?"She tilted her head to the side then giggled, she loved this feeling. It was as if she were made of clouds.She looked at Vashen again, this time her silver eyes growing heavy with sleep.She crawled over and curled herself into his side, in a little ball.<br/>"By the way, my mind thinks your cute. Shhh it's a secret" she whispered the last part snuggling into his side and dozing off.