((>.< Thanks OHW.))<br/><br/>Maria pulled out her own ticket and smiled. "Hey! Looks like we're room mates!" She showed Larissa her ticket, tapping the '222A' on it. "Wow, what are they odds?" Handing her ticket to the man, she followed Larissa in and took her bag from the girl. "Here. Let me carry this for you." She smiled her famous smile before continuing. "Us girls have to stick together."<br/><br/>Maria loved the hunt above all else. The thrill of the chase, the exhilaration of the adrenaline coursing through her body as she zoomed in on her prey. Men... they made it too easy. They<em>fell</em>into her grasp like children falling from a burning building. She was attractive, yes, and men always wanted to be with her. She hated it. She hated being wanted because of her looks.<em>Ugly chicks have it best.</em>She would often say to herself.<em>They don't have looks, they've only got personality.</em>Maria wanted to be that ugly girl, the one people wanted not because she was pretty to be seen with, but because she was fun to be around.<br/><br/>Men run to her. Women run<em>away</em>from her. And the farther they get from her arms, the faster her legs move to put them there. Eventually, one party tires of the chase and gives up. Either Maria finds a new target... or she has a night of passionate, meaningful sex with that person. Either way, however it ends... it is the hunt, above all else, that turns Maria Despair on.