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I'm sorry, but I've decided to discontinue RP'ing Wendy. :( I simply do not have the time to RP two characters right now. I'm so sorry for doing this right when an event started!!! Hope you understand!
That’s absolutely fine! You do what you need to do (or not do). Life gets busy, and you should always put that first :D
We’re glad to have your talented self for even just one character. Happy roleplaying :)
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seth, sandra, mal?
Well this selection is… discouraging…
Kiss: Seth (and then I’ll strangle him with his own tie)
Fuck: Sandra (because why the hell not. Just as long as she doesn’t go all “Oooooo I miss my Sexthy-boo” on me.)
Marry: …Fallon? (Being married to a detective could be quite handy… and, to be honest, he’s not too shabby in the looks department…)
Thank god this is all hypothetical.
Seth and Sandra's Date
"What to wear, what to wear..." I mumbled to myself as I dug through my closet, in search of the perfect dress. I had decided that Seth would enjoy something that made me look hot. That's when I spotted it; a red tube dress, with a cut-out back and special emphasis on the butt. I also found the perfect matching shoes - a pair of black high heels.
Seth is gonna dig this, I thought to myself as I admired my figure in the mirror. Now for the makeup... I settled on a neutral eyeshadow, winged black eyeliner, extra voluminous mascara, and deep red lipstick. I also spritzed on some The Truth about Victor "Sexy Sex SexBomb" perfume, for one reason: Seth was pictured on the bottle.
Grabbing my clutch, I headed out the door, and got into my car, driving down the road to Olive Garden. "Reservation for Taggert," I said to the young man at the counter.
"Right this way," he replied, leading her to an empty table. "Thanks," I smiled, and sat down, patiently waiting for Seth's arrival.
Good! I'm good! How's your mother, Cynthia? I've always been fond of her.
Well, that's good! My mother is good; she probably enjoys having just her and Mitch in the house right now. I'll, uh... Tell her you said 'hi'?
Hey, Denni! How is your internship at the Tribune treating you? I'm so glad young girls are following their dreams now instead of settling for BORING office jobs like accounting and engineering...
Oh, uh... Hi, Sandra. The internship is good, though; I'm learning some great stuff. And, uh, thanks, I think?... So, um, how are you?
