<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/fc/a3/96/fca3963fef59a0e11e890058c90b96be.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rogue<br/><strong>Location:</strong>On the lawn, beside a tree<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Thursday, September 7th, Noon-ish<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Camelia "Cam" Tuft | Venom, OPEN<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Having a picnic with friends.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Same as photo<br/><hr/><br/>"Cam..." Rogue sighed tiredly, as the girl continued to give her thigh a slight massage. Any other time, she might have enjoyed the touch. Her sensitive friend toed the line something with her teasing, as there was no denying that the blonde was beautiful. Having poisonous saliva put Cam in a similar place as herself, just...not quite as bad. Cam could still hold hands. Touch. Hug.<br/><br/>Really, she could do almost everything that she and Heather had done just a few nights ago, without worry about...The Southern belle huffed and shook her head. The last person she wanted to think about now was Heather.<br/><br/>"It's nothin..." she insisted a bit stubbornly when Cam said they could talk about it when she was ready. The space was appreciated, but how could she talk about what had happened to anyone? No one would really understand what it was like for her. To have opened up so completely to someone, bared herself to them...only to be pushed aside. Rejected. To not be considered<em>real</em>. "Sometimes Ah just think Ah should be a hermit...Get someone to just dig a hole f'me and crawl down it forever..." Rogue's depressed moods would be nothing new to Cam. The brunette swung from happy to depressed a few times a week, but this would be the most down she had seen Rogue for the time she'd known her.<br/><br/>But Rogue snickered slightly when Cam laid down, refusing to look at the blonde's pretty body as she just looked...elsewhere...as she complained about the temeprature.<br/><br/>"You could've pestered Ball Boy, he could keep ya cool," she teased Cam lightly, forcing some cheer into her voice, "Ah think he's gotten over the fact you're just a tease. Just latch onto him, he can keep you nice and comfy any time o' the year." Ball Boy was their mutual friend, Roberto de Costa. Or, Robert Constance, as he'd started going by. Or even just Sunspot, he was quite a fan of his codename. Rogue chuckled slightly at the talk of the puppy, few realized she couldn't touch animals either, but at the mention of modeling.<br/><br/>"Nah...Sorry. I just pretty much spend my time punchin' people and pissin' people off," Rogue shrugging, "Someone 'round here is bound to though...You think of checkin' with the art classes? Could model for a class sometime. Just maybe go with someone that can dampen your perfume, else you gonna get a lot of boys and girls droolin' over you sittin all pretty." Another tease, as she gave Cam's leg a playful shove. And to think people called her a tease...