<div class="floatleft">(http://i575.photobucket.com/albums/ss199/dayoldhate20/icons/DD066.png)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Angel<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Lounge<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Noticing Thomas, Lizzy and James...open to anyone.<br/><hr/><br/>Angel Wheeler would be late to her own funeral. That much was for certain. That's why she automatically assumed that she was running behind when she stepped off of the plane that had just arrived. It had come from JFK airport, and now she rushed through the long corridors with her rolling suitcase. She had to ask directions several times, but finally she made it to the lounge. She was discheveled and stressed, but she composed herself just in time to take the card from Docent gratefully and enter.<br/><br/>Looking at the leggy blonde, she sighed. Great. It looked like it was going to be a trip full of gorgeous, tall and skinny people. Sighing, she did notice a redhead, which lifted her spirits, but she knew that her hourglass figure and petite stature wasn't fashionable currently. Her skin was pale white, and her eyes were large and blue. Overall, she had the appearance of a doll with curly red hair that fell to her mid-back.<br/><br/>Immediately one of the workers took her suitcase, and she smiled to thank him. She thanked Docent as well and managed to catch her speech before she headed over to a table. She saw several people already chatting, and normally she would be chatting with them...but she was nervous. She wasn't the most open person sexually, and this whole vacation made her heart race. What was she doing here?<br/><br/>She sat down in a chair and ordered ginger ale when Portero came by. She admired his form before leaning back and trying to collect herself. She wore a pair of tight, boot-cut jeans that hugged her pert ass nicely. On top she wore a form-fitting button down teal shirt that showed off her generous bosom to advantage, and she left the first couple of buttons undone to show off her cleavage. Black flats were on her feet, and her hair was loose. Her make-up was pretty but light, and she wore pearl stud earrings. Exhaling, she looked around to try and see if anyone else was as nervous or confused as she was...or if someone would boost her confidence about the whole situation.<br/><br/>There were several attractive men, and she even saw one couple. He seemed a bit older than her, but she'd always had a thing for older men. However, since he was with a wife, she stayed away for the moment. A young blond was talking to the other redhead, and there were a few other people coupled up. She had no idea where to begin.