<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/c/ce/84671756_182860283001614_6395274878272238708_n.jpg/720px-84671756_182860283001614_6395274878272238708_n.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Name:</span></span></strong>Gabby Bonnet (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.msg15271105#msg15271105)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Date | Time:</span></span></strong>Monday, September 30th | ~ 10 am<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Location:</span></span></strong>Pink Room<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Outfit:</span></span></strong>Pictured<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Mood:</span></span></strong>Lizzo - Good As Hell (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vuq-VAiW9kw)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Content:</span></span></strong>Dorm Meetup<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Tagging:</span></span></strong>Roz; Charlotte | Open<br/><hr/><br/>The trip from France was almost a pleasure, given the relatively short distance traveled and the fact that her parents had upgraded her to a First Class ticket.  The sting of leaving home was greatly cushioned by the fabulous shopping spree she'd had prior to leaving, and the knowledge that she had plenty of ways to keep in touch with the fam.  Still, there were misty eyes and husky voices at the airport before she boarded, and she couldn't deny the small pit in her stomach as the plane took off.<br/><br/>Several hours later, though, the pit was hidden behind the growing excitement over arriving and getting to explore the luxury accommodations.  She had looked up pictures and had to admit to being impressed, already looking forward to checking out the kitchens and lounging by the indoor pool.  As the train drew closer to the station, she freshened up her make-up and fluffed her hair, glad she'd opted for the pink cashmere and form-fitting jeans.  The air wasn't exactly cold, but it definitely wasn't what anyone would call toasty, either.  Besides...she looked damn cute.<br/><br/>Her eyes flicked over the other students on the ride to the castle, at least as much as possible without her craning like a busybody.  Mostly she focused on her phone, texting her parents and posting to her social media.  When they arrived at the castle, she happily relinquished her many, matching suitcases to the staff and followed them to the west wing.  She had enough class to not gawk openly, but there was no denying that this place was amazing, and she was even more excited to do some exploring on her own.<br/><br/>When they reached the hall of dorm rooms, she took a short stroll to peer into the rooms, finally stopping at a pretty pink room with three beds and a gorgeous redhead already inside.  "Bonjour!  Are the other beds free?  'Cause this room...c'est bon!"  She gestured dramatically, then sauntered to the bed closest to the door, motioning to the servants to deposit her luggage there.  Turning, she perched on the edge of the bed and crossed her legs, eyes shining as she flashed Roz a smile.  "I'm Gabby.  Et toi?"  Gabby's rich, velvety voice was deeper than one might expect for a woman, but combined with her cultured French accent it was like a decadent dessert.