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Denae 'Nae' Dillon. 24 years and counting. Brixton born, NYC raised. Oh, and I act, I guess.

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[nae-dillon]

|The Road Within |

[nae-dillon]

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Bri patted her side, and noticed the lack of keys there. “You’re a lifesaver” she said, before shaking her head and reaching out for the keys. Clipping them tighter on her pants, she looked back to the girl. “Glad to help you get a work out in” she said, playfully, noting the panting.

With a slight shrug of her shoulders, Denae chuckled, “I try, I try,” as she handed the keys over to the other girl. A genuine laugh escaped her upon hearing her joke. “Yeah, thanks.” Hands pressed into her thighs, Nae hunched over in an attempt to gather what little breath she had left. “I hadn’t realized how out of shape I was ‘til that second bend came around. Where do you find the energy to keep running?”

[nae-dillon]

“Be honest. On a scale of one to Mad Hatter, how nuts does this hat make me look? One being, 'you don't look crazy at all, Nae, I think you should totally wear that out in public'.”

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“I think that’s it for me,” The intoxicated male fumbled with his coat trying to pry it off the chair he was sitting in before pulling it on, “I should go home while I can still stand up.”

[nae-dillon]

“Oh, c'mon. How is it that I’ve downed as many shots as you have and I’m somehow still relatively coherent,” Denae laughed, her head drunkenly tilting to its side. Harmlessly, the petite woman teased, “You mustn’t have been much of a drinker in college, yeah?”

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“I really don’t know where it is… I hope you find it soon, though.” 

[nae-dillon]

“Fuck--pardon my french,” Nae mumbled under her flustered breath. “All right, uhh--you wouldn’t happen to have a phone charger on you, would you? I don't mean to be such a bother, it's just--I've got this audition in fifteen minutes and I could've sworn I'd left my headshots on the island, but--sorry. Phone charger.”

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Brianna continued to jog, a part of her early morning ruitine. She’s very much used to people joining and leaving the trail, because New York never runs out of people. What she’s not used to is people actually talking. “Sorry, were you talking to me?”

[nae-dillon]

As Denae finally caught up with the running woman, she panted, “Yes, actually. I think you may’ve dropped these,” holding out her hand, she offered up a keychain to her. “At least, I’m really hoping you did.. or else someone’s going to have a rough time looking for them later.”

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“I dare you to give me a pick up line that’s not overly cheesy or overused. I don’t have anything to give you in exhange but this coffee, but I guarantee it’s the best damn coffee you’ll ever taste in your entire life.” Melissa said, shrugging slightly. 

[nae-dillon]

Nae couldn’t help but chuckle at Melissa’s proposal. “You’re on,” she smiled with the perk of her brows. “Okay--umm... well, just the other day some guy came up to me at a bar and asked ‘Will you be wearing that dress on our first date?’. Which might be overused, honestly, I don't really know.”

[nae-dillon]

hai yall, I’m Cece and I’m kind of awkward, but really love to plot stuff and character development, even though I never know what to plot. Over the weekend, I’m gonna try to make a wanted connections page for Nae and a little bio for her so you can get to understanding more of who she is, but until then, if you’ve got any questions or wanted connections filled I’d be so excited to hear them/fill one! Or if you just want to say hey, I’m open to whatever (: soooo yeah just hmu hunny buns~ xx

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[nae-dillon]

let your s o u l glow.