<em><span class="bbc_u">Name: Aubrey Taylor<br/>Age: 21<br/>Tagged: Main area group</span></em><br/><br/>Aubrey gave a grateful smile when she realized Carter had picked up her bags.<strong>"Thank ya much. I was beginning to feel a bit like a pack mule."</strong>She shrugged, as if it was somebodies else's fault she had packed so much damn stuff. As Sunny spouted off her major, she giggled.<strong>"I'm sorry to say I don't know what that is, but you seem enthusiastic, so I'll be enthusiastic too! Yay for economic history majors!"</strong><br/><br/>She furrowed her eyebrows at the key situation.<strong>"So...we have to find our room keys? That's bologna. Makin' me, or rather this tall drink of water, lug my bags around until I find a key."</strong>Aubrey nodded back towards Carter to indicate which tall drink of water she was referring to. There were so many, of course. When Anna commented on her intelligence, she shrugged brushing it off.<strong>"Dedicated, more like it. Doesn't take brain power to memorize pharmacology. I was always good at those matching games."</strong><br/><br/>A dark contrast to Carter's blondness came sauntering out of what looked to be the kitchen. Aubrey studied him closely, offering her hand when he smiled.<strong>"Aubrey Taylor. You are?"</strong>A small half smile was given to him as Aubrey appraised his dark good looks.