<span class="bbc_u"><em>Name: Aubrey Taylor<br/>Tagged: Xavier, Dillon </em></span><div class="floatright">(http://i1186.photobucket.com/albums/z371/CamberRaine/rsz_tumblr_mgxr3zqltd1rmdmepo1_1280_zps8689963b.jpg)</div><br/>Aubrey stood talking to Dillon for a bit. He was considerably interesting, and she enjoyed his company. It still hadn't dawned on her exactly what room she would be in, but figured that a key would make its way into her possession eventually. It wasn't very well like they could kick her out on the couch. A girl called for pizza, and Aubrey wrinkled her nose. She had hated the stuff since the summer when she stayed with her father. He brought home the foul greasy concoction every night, and that had turned her off to even the sight ever since.<strong>"I'll be making a personal food run soon, if ya need anything."</strong>Aubrey smiled at Dillon, running a hand through her hair.<br/><br/>About that time, an equally dark male had made his way over to their duet. She gave him a smile before sticking out her hand.<strong>"Aubrey Taylor, it's nice to meet ya. Xavier, I assume."</strong>He seemed a bit brooding in person, but she supposed that added to his appeal. His scruff was yummier in person, a fact Aubrey took notice of instantly. Xavier had greeted Dillon kindly enough, and that put her slightly at ease with his presence.