<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/5WbyUb2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Roxanne Meyer<br/><strong>Player:</strong>Lady Sakura<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Club House | Second Floor| Balcony<br/><strong>Time:</strong>8:45am<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black tank top, denim shorts, and black flip flops<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>N/A | Mention - All<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Simply A Dreaming Girl.<br/><strong>Content Flags:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><em>To have become your prisoner again...</em><br/><br/>A subdued crack echoed underneath the weight of black flip flops, they where ones she bought quickly at a target on her way to he camp, as she leaned forward. She bent over the wooden trim that surrounded the perimeter of the second floor and gazed towards the woods that encompassed her view. The rustling of leaves tickled her ears and she took in a deep breath as the feel of invisible fingertips of the wind brushed through her long and curly dirty blonde highlighted hair, and fluttered them about. It was a gentleness that left her hypnotized in the moment.<br/><br/>Even as she gingerly cradled a hot coffee mug. It was white with the words etched in boxes each signifying component from the periodic table. Cobalt. Co. 27, Fluorine. F. 9, Iron. Fe. 26, Etherium. E. 125 spelling out the word. COFFEE. Just underneath that read. Shhhh….not yet. It always made her smile.  Even more so, as steam rose up from the depth allowing the world to embrace it's scent.<br/><br/>She closed her dusty green eyes to allow memories to come and fade.  In her own little world she didn't realize the sound of chatter coming from the front outside. The sound of cars pulling up. Car doors slamming and the chattering of the folks coming together. Though it had registered when she looked down at her watch, she didn't hasten her pace, basking in the tranquil feeling of nature for a little longer. Inside the brunch feast, Lise had her set up was ready for consumption. There was probably more time for alone time as she figured Elf would be handing out shirts and Lise would be laying down the ground work. She had plenty of time to get to know the campers without feeling rushed.<br/><br/><em>I wonder what they'll be like.</em><br/><br/>She whispered internally and opened her eyes to gaze up at the beautiful blue sky. It was the perfect day for new beginnings, no? Bringing the rim of the mug to puckering lips, tilting it up to sample the richness of the coffee paired with a splash of cream. It was how she liked her coffee. It tasted extra good which also solidified it was going to be a good day.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: right;"><em>This summer will become even more perfect...Surely</em></div>