<hr/><hr/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/o7K9YUC.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>Name: </strong> Arabella Gibson<br/><strong>Sorting:</strong> Silver Student<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 20<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> Bi-curious<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> Feeling a little more relaxed<br/><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 12.21.20 | Dinner time!<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Dining Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone &amp; Anyone</span><br/><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><br/><br/>At first, Bella was thankful for the dark haired girl's rant about veganism because it meant she wasn't the centre of attention at that point and even better, no one had a chance to ask her questions while talk of 'dead cows' and 'carbon' was being discussed. As it went on though, the young brunette was glad she'd chosen a salad, poking at it with her fork as the girl continued. <br/><br/>She was glad of the distraction that Quinn provided as she walked past with a brief smile, but she didn't fail to notice the tension between the two women and made a note to speak to the blonde later. She'd not spoken to her much but when she had, there had definitely been a warmth to her that made Arabella feel a little more relaxed. In fact everyone around this table seemed to be perfectly unperturbed that she'd chosen to sit with them and slowly, the anxiety was ebbing away. <br/><br/>Shovelling salad into her mouth, she looked up as the other girl at the table made herself known. Nodding with a smile, unable to utter words without spitting everywhere, she shifted along to make it clear she was happy for the girl to sit with her. Swallowing her mouthful, Bella could smell the fries as she replied. <strong>"Oh, thanks...my name's Bella. Arabella. It's um good to meet you too. Have you been here long?"</strong><br/><br/><br/> <br/></span></span><br/>