(http://oi66.tinypic.com/5lnxcn.jpg)<br/><strong>Name: Snowden Frost<br/>Sorting: Bronze Class<br/>Orientation: Gay, possibly curious<br/>Mood: Friendly, and very much interested... and warming<br/>Location: Dance studio<br/>Outfit: Electric blue leggings, black shirt that's tied in the back and drops off the shoulders some, high-heeled black stiletto boots, black sports bra<br/>Tag: Domino<br/>Date: September 15th, 4:45 PM</strong><br/><br/>Snow smiled at the brunette, liking where this was going. "Oh no, I believe your name is Domino. I like it, actually." She tipped her face a little, the expression becoming more thoughtful. "It fits you. Just, I dunno why, we just met, but... it just seems to fit you." Her smile warmed. She was really liking this beauty in front of her, and not just for the sex appeal. She seemed real, down to earth, non-judgemental, which was something of a surprise to Snow. Most of the women she'd met here so far were either emo to the extreme or just really withdrawn - or stuck up. That could happen, too. But she was pleasantly surprised at how relaxed and easygoing Domino was - and it was sexy as hell.<br/><br/>At her question, Snow nodded. "Oh yeah. I need to shower and clean up... and I'd love to walk with you." She leaned in, nearly brushing Domino's skin, her face close, then stood straight with a cloth in hand. Holding up, she winked at her. "Don't want to misplace this. I never can keep up with them." She gave a soft chuckle and said, "I really want to have a decent time here, at this school. Though I'll admit, you're really the first person who's wanted to be in my company yet. Not because I'm a bitch or anything... which anyone can be." She shrugged, moving to put the cloth in her bag and tipping her head to the door, in a 'come on, let's go!' gesture. "I just... It seems some folks don't dig the same things I do, that's all." She shrugged a little. "Which room are you in at the dorms? I'm in 104, and I don't have a roommate yet. What about you?" She was clearly enjoying Domino's presence, and when they got outside, she sighed a little, listening to the woman and walking at an unhurried but sure pace. She was really, really hoping that Domino was wanting the same thing she was - that skin just looked too tempting not to taste, and every inch of her frame just screamed heat and sexiness to Snow.