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partial profile coding by thoughtful /// everything else by glass Is anybody listening?owner glass /// 89 the bloodred yaherra
name Adrienne Durand
goes by Angus
age Your age
birthdate August 13th
orientation Straight

height Short
build Slim
hair Blonde
eyes Blue
skin Unhealthy pale
attire Punk

They always called you "Angus". Lord knows why. You were always a bitch, but you were never a goddam steak. Not like you enjoyed eating meat either. You were a vegetarian for chrissake. A petite, skinny little chick with blonde hair and blue eyes. How did you get such a heavy name? I'll never know. But had you been named anything else, I wouldn't have called you back.
Don't be dull, bite those bitchesShe walked briskly, but without purpose, as she always did, filtering in the details of the airport while subconsciously scratching her myriad mosquito bites.

She intensely disliked listening to generic classical music in public places. Especially airports. People never listen to the music in airports anyway. They all have their own music, leaving those without it to suffer in the anti-calming features of generic classical. She also intensely disliked watching children. Skipping triumphantly, with a newly bought food item -- brandishing it for all the world to see. Pure joy. On the opposite spectrum, a girl squealing in her little blue dress. Something had disrupted her contentment. However, this tempter fades into a calm curiosity. She is now bewildered by her own blue dress.

She is now sitting in one of the many grimy blue seats amid strangers. Listening. Writing. But not attentive enough to notice the stranger seated next to her.

He didn't notice much besides her untamed hair. Dishwater blonde sporadically dyed lighter than natural -- she was, by all means, not taking care of herself. Filthy clothes. Torn, stained, odorous. Filthy appearance. Dirt under her nails, rancid smell, afterthought make-up. He was appalled.