<div class="floatleft">(https://scontent.cdninstagram.com/hphotos-xpt1/t51.2885-15/s320x320/e15/11203313_1440248262954459_676699103_n.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Destiny Smith<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong>21<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main House - Ground Floor<br/><br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Parents, Richard, open<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Destiny let her bags settle on the floor when her mom walked in. She hugged her back and took a second to admire hey mother while she spoke. It was obvious that good genes ran in the family, since they all looked like they could be models, even her uncle and his family. As her mother mentioned her cousins, she remembered that her older cousin did modeling, too, if she was correct.<br/><br/>"Thanks mom. My dorm mate did it, since she works at a salon." She didn't respond to the comment on her clothes, she knew they weren't the best clothes for a family gathering. "I haven't talked to them yet, I figured I'd let everyone else pick rooms first. Since living in the dorm, I'm good with size as long as it has a bed."<br/><br/>It was when her dad walked up that Destiny felt her body tense. She didn't get a chance to react to him before her younger brother came in and hugged her. Goodness he was tall, she didn't remember him being as grown as he was, but she has a suspicion it was because she usually just thought of him and Chloe as her baby siblings.<br/><br/>"Hey Richard. Hey Dad." She smiled at both as she returned the hug with Richard. Looking to her father, she tried not to sound tense. "No, I was able to escape. I really wanted to see you guys. It's been a while, so, yeah, here I am."<br/><br/>Destiny hoped that her dad hadn't told anyone about her work, and had really hoped that he would drop it once she showed up, but it seemed like he was teasing her now. She stepped over and hugged him briefly before looking around. "So I guess Chloe went to get dibs on a room? Guess that is smart, since there are so many of us."