<div class="floatleft">(https://33.media.tumblr.com/5b96d52bbe14cf43d70a3e07b810c468/tumblr_mzlf2uBiUw1tpc8mjo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Chastity 'Bambi' Garcia. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=220778.msg10856189#msg10856189)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside the bus - Heading into the Mansion.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>As the bus pulled up outside the pretty Mansion of a building, her dark brown eyes were cast out of her window to admire the view. It really was beautiful, the setting, the building, even some of the other cast members had caught her eye as they were all loaded into the transportation a few hours before. She waited for a few people to clear off before she readied herself, pumping herself up internally to prepare for the experience she was getting into. Standing from her seat, Chastity made her way down the centre isle before stepping off the bus carefully. It wasn't as cold as she thought, thankfully. Dressed in a pair of high-waisted, high cut denim shorts, a simple white tank top that revealed a small portion of her midriff, a long pale pink cardigan and a pair of knee high, black suede boots (https://33.media.tumblr.com/06d31f3bbb51bdfbd79b0e5dc6c3cf5d/tumblr_ngmyfkommO1u0ltdno1_500.jpg), she wasn't exactly prepared if things were cold in the country side. Her chestnut locks were pulled over her one shoulder in a loose plat and her ears donned small ear buds that connected to a music player hidden somewhere on her person. The driver had stepped out of the bus by this point to open the hatch beneath the vehicle to retrieve the suitcases of the other riders. The cinnamon skinned female waited patiently for her pink suitcase and matching duffel back, which she slung over her shoulder before heading toward the main doors.<br/><br/>The steps up into the mansion wasn't something she'd planned for; she struggled ever so slightly to tug the bulky suitcase up the steps, the duffel bag falling over her shoulder every now and again to slide down her arm, making the ordeal ever harder for her. She managed though, with or without help and wheeled her way into the mansion. Her eyes scanned as she stepped inside, eyebrows raised at the grandness of it all. For a low level actress and model to be in such a swanky place was almost overwhelming to her; this is what she dreamed off, this is how she wanted to live.<br/><br/>Chastity strolled further inside until she reached the massive living space with enough couches to put a furniture shop to shame. She paused at one end of one of the plush couches, letting her duffel back slide from her shoulders to the ground. Then, with both her arms stretched up to the sky, she flopped backwards over the arm to lay across the cushioned sofa. She sighed heavily, her hands moving to tug the ear buds from her ears, the music finally dulling as she just listened to the arrival of the others who she assumed were no less impressed than herself. What other kinds of people were attending the show? Sure, she'd seen them on the bus, but she didn't dare speak to anyone on the journey to the house. She simply laid there for a moment, collecting her thoughts before she decided the next thing she should do would be to claim a bedroom; maybe someone would be kind enough to help her take her suitcase up the stairs?