<div class="floatleft">(http://41.media.tumblr.com/c7cf7f788162cd4890e2b0ba975b1d3d/tumblr_msee3pteoA1srylwzo4_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Cassidy Coldwell<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Alfred<br/><strong>Where:</strong>On the Road<br/><strong>Music: </strong>here (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AK1TnheTdww)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This (https://m1.behance.net/rendition/modules/35924551/disp/ca0698b5ccf67f5600a70a0a4f3756af.jpg)<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Cassidy shrugged her shoulders. "I have my reasons. And you wouldn't understand them. *I* didn't force this life on her. By the second night she was begging for me to change her. And I did."<br/><br/>She wasn't very soft, nor careful about how she answered the questions. Maybe it was out of spite for Alfred, or maybe she had been what she was for far too long and simply forgot what it must feel like to learn the truth about someone you truly loved.<br/><br/>She had watched him eat, her eyes hidden once more behind those mirrored glasses, which seemed to hide any real emotion from him. "As far as what i did for her, you would have to ask her. After all she had the choice I never got." The last bit was a bit on the cold and calloused side.<br/><br/>The Limo by now pulled up to the studio where she was to meet her producer. The driver quickly came around and opened the door for her, eyes down casted as she slipped out of the car. "You can remain here, or come inside." she said, peeking her head into the limo before finally slipping inside of the building.