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caitlin's eyes enlighten at the familiarity of her face. she must've seen her already, a quite lot to be exact but she never really has the chance to have a proper conversation with her. her lips stretch upwards, eyes seemingly getting out of frame, glad that the girl initiate first. "you didn't creep me out. im just surprised you were in the picture too." caitlin stretches out an arm, aiming for a handshake, "by the way sure! it'd be my pleasure to be your friend. the name's caitlin, and you are..?" she lets the last word linger, curious in having to know her name.

I still need some experience about roleplaying huehue ):

What the.. I'm not ready to create a kyrstagram yet )):

xandrielle was walking alone without even knowing where she wanted to go. she got tired of reading, so she ended up 'exploring' while admiring the beautiful night sky with a thick, hardbound book cradled on her arms.
          
          soon enough, she got lost in a series of daydreams, causing her to lose focus and bump into something. her train of thoughts stopped immediately as soon as she heard an "ow!" from someone. it took her some time to realize that she bumped into a person, and the thick book she was holding fell to that someone's feet.
          
          'oh, crap, that must've hurt so bad.' she thought as she frantically apologized, with embarrassment and fear written on her expression. "oh god- i didn't mean to- i wasn't looking- i'm sorry!" she apologized nervously, while bowing multiple times "i'm really, really sorry."
          

Serena accepted your handshake "Nice to meet you Claire, Im Daphne Serena" she introduced back with a smile. "Are you free today?" she suddenly asks out of nowhere.

Canopied with his favorite oversized black hoodie, he paved the plunging rain as if it was nothing; not taking even bothering taking his gaze off the ground. Nico stopped suddenly, staring at the crack that was filled with water which made his shoe wet. The hood of his hoodie fell down, exposing his wet red hair and hazel doe eyes. "Nico?" A familiar voice called. The lad snapped his head back, forcing a smile that immediately wear off. "H-hey." He stuttered, emplacing his hands on his hoodie's pocket.

Serena was panicking that she even checked if your head is bleeding or what. "Gosh sweetie, im really sorry. i should treat you, to make it up to you?" she said panickly while looking directly at you.

caitlin's morning always starts by having her breakfast at her favorite café just around the corner of the area, letting her enjoy a little walk as she gladly have the sun warming up her skin. the familiar smell of bread and coffee soon meets her system as the ring bells, indicating her entrance at the café. wasting no time, she goes straight to the counter and orders her regular, paying and finding a seat afterwards. a few seconds of roaming her eyes around the room, she decides to choose the one available beside the window area, seeing the rays of the sun hitting the pavement and reflecting dazzlingly at the glass. while caitlin waits for her order,  she fishes out her phone from her bag and holds it up, aiming to take a selfie. seeing as the natural light is giving enough brightness, she immediately strikes for a pose, capturing a photo as she presses her thumb at the screen of her phone. but as soon as she reviews the picture, there's someone else captured behind her, even staring straight at the camera. caitlin chuckles at the person's reaction. curiously, she carefully looks at her back, eyes widening at the sudden eye contact with the stranger. she slowly nods a little for acknowledging, waving her hand as she awkwardly greets, "uhm.. hi?"

The petite young man closed the book of poems he was endeavoring to rendition, scrutinizing around and heeding the variety of students that decided to stay inside the room—which he find eccentric at all. It was always this time where the students are jostling around, lallygagging and doing tomfooleries yet it was silent as if an angel passed by. Not being interested to anyone yet wanting to know what had occurred, he crumpled a paper; a page from their school book and threw it to the nearest student near him that hit them in the head. A smile materialized on his visage upon getting the student's attention, and stated; "What are we doing? Can we go home now?" He nonchalantly stared directly at the student's eyes, fishing out a lollipop for himself.

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