<div class="floatleft">(http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc255/Skittle_Kitten_Plur/tumblr_nbpr2ocZzt1sc34w0o1_500-Copy_zps8ee7ef7a.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Olivia Rian Carter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Party<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Matthew<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Mild Language - Amused<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Voodoo Burlesque (http://s219.photobucket.com/user/Skittle_Kitten_Plur/media/bd9dbe69cfc6a97a2d9442d14a1d3b8d-Copy_zpse26433f0.jpg.html)<br/><hr/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Olivia listened intently. She was always willing to hear someone out when they explained their experiences as an ex-military guy. It was intended that she would give him the benefit of the doubt since she didn't know him fully. Out-going, handsome, and flirtatious were all things that she could obviously tell by just a few little questions, but nothing in big detail. However, she had a lingering feeling that she was being too intrusive to his past. Her eyes diverted to his lips and down to this shoulders. The young man was built quite well, so much so that it made her blush a little inside. Olivia shook her head in a sluggish movement as to not bring too much attention to her gander at him. A cold wind brushed by her bare skin, giving her goosebumps up arms and legs causing a small shivered sound to escape her lips. <br/><br/>"Well, the temperature is dropping. I really think I should probably get back to my apartment. Olivia said sweetly, she didn't want the conversation to end and was just starting to get to know someone. She knew she needed to leave before the urge to touch all over his everything became too strong. Olivia had a very bad problem with flirting to the point of no return and wanted to kick the habit before it reverted back to the way it was. "I have eggrolls, a warm couch, and Game of Thrones re-runs that I want to watch. It was really nice to meet you, Matthew. Maybe we can hangout sometime?" she grinned and then realized that he might not be able to find her unless he were to knock on every door in the apartment itself. Moving her body around in a circle, she tried to spot a piece of paper and a pen, but to her luck she couldn't find either one.<br/><br/>"Hey, I was going to give you my number but I can't find anything to write it on. My apartment number is 205 and if you ever wanna hangout feel free to drop by and I can give it to you then." she gazed into his eyes before blushing once more, blue was her favorite color. Clearing her throat she waved goodbye before heading back inside the apartment building.</div>