<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=246315.msg12176084#msg12176084">Quote from: ErisXfrost on 23-03-2016, 06:44:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><hr/><hr/><br/><div align="center">(http://49.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxlrsew05k1ql9h78o1_r1_500.gif)</div><br/>Snow definitely seemed like the hyper-sort-- not that this was necessarily a bad thing. Still, he couldn’t help but ponder if such a trait could get her into trouble. His crystalline eyes watched as she would leave the room, and when the coast was clear, he would turn those bright hues back towards his intriguing roommate. She was handsome, in her own right, and held a strange beauty that Ebony found attractive in a dorm-mate-- he thought that they would be a good match, a great contrast. Of course, only time would tell if this was actually true. <br/><br/>Ebony would chuckle at her comment, and his smoke would seem to linger around his delicate form. “Really? I think you’d have a better chance at that, than her.” He would tease back, before putting his own cigarette out on the windowsill. It honestly wouldn’t surprise him if some confused soul developed a crush on him-- it wouldn’t be the first time, and he was sure that it wouldn’t be the last. They found his androgyny comforting, and though it was clear that he was gay, they would still seem to get so disappointed when he turned them down. <br/><br/>The object of their conversation would finally return, and by this point, the boy was starting to light up his second smoke. “Aww, you don’t want me, Shane?” The boy would tease, his tone taking on a feigned hint of sadness. “You wounded me~” He placed his hand upon his heart, and would rest the back of his cigarette hand against his forehead in a very dramatic fashion. With his little display finished, his gaze would return to the two women-- a smirk clearly resting upon his painted features. <br/><br/>The cherry of his cigarette glowed brightly, as he would focus on the hyper red-head. Her mother wouldn’t let her express herself, with her own body? What a shame-- she truly sounded like an unfortunate woman, who no amount of Vaseline could fix. Ebony’s parents saw his own make-up as just a phase, and until they found out about his little attraction to men, they would ignore it-- living in a world of delusions, while blinding themselves to the truths around them. Even if they did try to stop him, the fact that it was ‘forbidden’ made it all the more fun. <br/><br/>“Darling, I can show you a whole new world! I have just the look for you-- do you like gold?” Make-up was a passion, and any unfortunate soul who would put themselves into his hands, he would be happy to help. <br/><br/>His features seemed to light up at the mention of a party, and he would flick the remainder of his cigarette out of the window. “That’s something you and I have in common. This place seems like a total drag-- we need to light a fire under it’s ass!” The boy was already in the mood to raise a little hell, and any chance to scope out the local ‘meat’, he would be more than happy to take. <br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Feeling Shane pull her back by the hair, even gently, was enough to start her temper flaring, but her words stopped her voice flat. Shane thought she was cute? That was a first. Most chicks - even the non-femmes - really didn't dig Snow's look. They thought she was mean, and, well, yeah, she was - living with her mother had kind of turned her into a bully. She blinked in surprise at her compliment, though, and it took her a moment to register what Ebony had said. "Gold?" She blinked again, then covered her sudden nerves by taking another drag from her smoke. "Oh, yeah... Just don't make me look like the Happy Hooker, and we're good, ya know?" She leaned her butt against the desk on Shane's side, monkey fucking one cigarette from the other and pinching out the tip, throwing it out the window once she saw it was clear.<br/><br/>Snow spotted the looks going between the two and felt like a third wheel. However, when a party was mentioned, she could hardly stop grinning. "Oh, I've already got a party in my bag," she gestured over her shoulder with the hand holding the cigarette. "But if you have something a little more legal in mind, I'm game." She grinned, inhaling on her cigarette. "And no, Shane, as sweet as that is, I think Ebony should be the one to decide that, and hell - he's right across from me, so I can borrow him if I need to." She winked at Ebony in a friendly manner, letting him know she wasn't into the game of falling for the wrong sexuality. "Besides," she added, stepping close to Ebony and putting her face alongside his in a playful, over dramatic gesture. "How could I take this beauty from thy presence? Somebody's gotta keep you up nights, chatting." She drew back from Ebony, grinning and giggling a little, starting to relax around them. "So, what kind of par-tay did you have in mind?" Finishing her second smoke, she pinched it out again and threw it out the window, again watching for targets.<em>That could make for some hilarity...</em>she mused quietly. "Water balloon bombing people from here, maybe?" She teased.