<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mae6zwWs9N1qjuprpo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Naomi Maressi<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Front porch<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Nobody I believe..<hr/><br/>The headlights dimmed in the snow covered terra. The taxi was halted in front of the shoveled walkway. The bushy brow driver glance back to smirk at the "sobering" redhead. The usual bouncy locks of orange were held in a sloppy midhigh ponytail. She held no such dust of freckles. Her pale skin was flawless and milky. But due to the snowy climate over there her face flushed in certain areas. Her cheeks were brighter than usual, lips gave a slight redness to them and her nose was even shaded with pink. She wore a pale blue hued peplum dress that defined her very slender figure nicely. In assistance to the thigh long tight dress she wore shadowed lace stockings. Flowers were sketched upon skin clinging material. Brown combat boots accompanied the stockings. She poked her eyes out at the driver. Her familiar light floral scarf draped about her neck with the ends resting at her back. A cream long petticoat was opened in the warm car. She passed the smirking driver a plastic card. Her white gloves hugged her petite digits as she had retrieved the card from him.<br/><br/>After several moments of struggling she managed to get her two slightly rounded suitcases which were designed with bright blue rose pedals and a black background. Ontop of one of the suitcases held a medium sized box which held a rather elegant wine bottle. She stumbled to the entrance. Snow settled upon her exposed locks. She was a bit drunk for she has forgotten the invitation to the getaway. Damn her "sister",actually her long time friend. Her boyfriend broke up with her and needed wine and her "sister's" baking for comfort. But it ended with Naomi being drunk and hastily having to get a taxi instead of driving her own car!<br/><br/>Naomi still silently cursed her recent company out for she knew she would be late and such. As she got to the door she rung it. How did she come of this trip? Well she is quite close to Annabelle but she found it odd that she would be invited to a getaway. She never really talked to her until a year ago during a cooking class she was forced to join to spend mommy and daughter time. But they talked only every time they had class and that was about twice a week each week. And she was a close friend of Annabelle's for her to be invited to such a closet trip. Not to mention it'd be nothing but females. Oh how fun, hopefully none of them will accidentally trigger HN. It'd be a cold day in hell if her sweet innocent persona were to be triumphed on by her aggressive one. She sighed in the thought but stood steady as she attempted to keep her balance.