Amarina Jule
[ Aeh-Mah-Ree-Nah ][ Jool ]
You're awfully good at getting people to like you ~ everyone is attracted to that open, interesting face of your's. You like to consider everyone your own intimate friend, unafraid of telling them just what is on your mind. However, it is exactly this that gets you into trouble. You're way too old to take crap from anyone and you, coupled with your hormonal defiance, refuse to continue doing so. You've got recognizable spunk and attitude and a wacky, contagious sense of humor. After all, YOU'RE THE ONE RESPONSIBLE FOR CASINO WILKES.
oh this is all terribly uninteresting /facedesk
{ well a late hello to you there friend (uvu")/ }
[ Thanks for the returned watch > 3 O and I'd love too <33 ]
[ I'll do my best yvy" ]Crch. Ccrrch. The muffled noise was the shattering of the rock candy Amarina was mercilessly chomping on, the rosy color of the sweet outmatched by her odd colored eyes. Today, he hair was twisted up into a single ponytail, some thick strands placed like ribbon protruding from the tail. A pink crystal clip held her hair up, tight on her head. She was twirling along the sidewalk in slow, dance-like movements, that dark, thoughtful expression in place on her sweet face. She was humming something, something inaudible and distracted, not bothering to pay attention to where she was: she could take care of herself.
[sorry, that's all I got ;;v;;` I can think of more if...you need me too y~y" ]