<hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/EddieHead.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Eddie</strong><br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>Freight Train<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Jock NPC<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main Grounds<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Alice<br/><br/><hr/>Eddie was enjoying her singing, figuring she was lost in her own music or something.  He wondered if she could sing any rock songs.  Eddie liked rock music, both old and new... even the music from the 50s, 60s and 70s.  'Dinosaur Music' as Greg called it.  He didn't care though.  He liked what he liked and Greg wasn't about to make him stop listening to what he liked.  Because he liked it... and stuff.  As she raised her hands above her head he took a moment to enjoy how her breasts became more pronounced.  Eddie certainly wasn't expecting the girl to notice him, let alone talk to him.  He blinked and his cheeks took on a slight red hue before he stammered.<br/><br/><strong>"Uhhh... sorry, I wasn't like you know, staring.  I was just um, listening to your- you have a pretty voice."</strong><br/><br/>He regained a bit of composure as she introduced herself and he smiled a touch as she walked up to him.<br/><br/><strong>"Hi.  I'm Eddie."</strong><br/><br/><em>Idiot.  She just said she knows who you are.</em><br/><br/><strong>"I mean... uh, sorry.  You already said that.  Alice.  That's a titty name."</strong><br/><br/>His eyes went big as he realized what he just said and he full on blushed.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh god.  I'm sorry.  I meant pretty!  Pretty name!"</strong><br/><br/><em>Ugh.  Smooth, Eddie.  You're a regular Casablanca.</em>