<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Sekrit/faith_zpsvtmmwkjq.png)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Faith Mercer<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Diner<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Hoodie, jeans, trainers<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Andrea, Open<br/><hr/>"I wish..." Faith mumbled to herself. Considering what her actual mother had been like, the diner owner would be a massive step up, although that sort of relationship would make her obvious attraction rather more awkward. "And I figure there's gotta be some place in town renting out rooms. If not, it wouldn't be the first time I've had to find someplace to sleep. And you have just been saying how nice and safe it is here." She shrugged and tried to ignore the building itchiness under her clothes. Perhaps washing her clothes with the absolute cheapest stuff she could find wasn't as good an idea as she had thought.