<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5tfglRbsb1qznj3eo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mary<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The stables<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Friday evening, 1800<br/><strong>With:</strong>Micki, Maranda and Miz.<br/><br/>Mary went over to the sink and washed her hands, then sniffing them to make sure they didn't still smell like 'horse pong' as she referred to the smell of the stables. She then walked quietly around the table, her tiny feet making little sound against the floor in her small, white ankle socks as she slide into a seat and listened to Mara speak of her day and her plans.<br/><br/>Mary sipped at her water, wishing to gulp it down after a hard days work in the sun, but trying to be polite and lady-like. She took the glass away from her mouth but held it in her hand as she added to Mara's comments.<br/><br/><strong>"Pie! Yummy, yum."</strong>Mary exclaimed, keeping a girlish look of glee on her face as she eyed up the results of Micki's beautiful baking skills.<br/><br/><strong>"I have a lot off research to do..."</strong>She then remember how long she had to complete her work before returning to college.<strong>"... but a ride does sound nice."</strong>Referring to Mara's question of some horseback riding the following day.<br/><br/>