(http://fotoalbum.paulvanderlinde.com/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&g2_itemId=59767)<div class="floatright">(http://9.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktahf08TT71qaopmto1_400.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name</strong>: Tristyn Phoenix<br/><strong>Dressed in:</strong>See Photo to right, minus hat<br/><strong>Time</strong>: Sat night 8 o'clock sharp<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Elizabeth<br/><br/>He let a smirk loose as she spoke about her father<strong><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"I can see why he is so protective though..."</span></em></strong>.  As the rounded the corner onto the main avenue he noticed her steadying the dog tags<strong><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"those are my dads...He, well we... this car was the last thing we did together, so its kind of lucky to me..."</span></em></strong>he wanted to smack himself there.  Had he really said he brought the car for luck, "you fool!!!" he mind screamed as he looked from her to the road. Taking a breath he relaxed<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><em><strong>"so...yeah im sure thats boring to hear... I like the idea of the murder mystery, it sounds fun... I did have one thing planned, but we'd have to wait till 11 tonight to see it..."</strong></em></span>Keith and Margo's pulled into view as he awaited her answer.<br/><br/><br/><br/>