<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/9b845ca0dcac759b5a9410347ec336d1/tumblr_mjtfxkECiK1qe8q5zo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Zoé Laurent<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Fashionable brown dress with a thick leather belt, matching sandals<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Mortocalous plane<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>open, Alee, Aaria<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Zoé turned her head at Aaria's question. "Yeah, I've been meaning to update my wardrobe for the summer season." Her voice was a strange mix of French and American accents, a relic of her jetsetting childhood. She could, of course, very easily suppress her accent's uniqueness, but she liked the way it showed, even just from listening to her, that she was something out of the ordinary. She smiled at her friend, running through a list of stores in her mind, trying to remember who had locations in Athens. More or less everyone she was interested in, she thought, so it would be good.<br/><br/>She glanced over at Alee, who seemed to be absorbed in her magazine. "Hey Alee, you want to come to? Let's make an event out of it." Zoé always tried to include her friends when she could, once someone had gained her trust she actually was a very open sort of person. She looked back at the brunette in the rose dress, and smiled. "It'll be fun, c'mon."