#c:ginger

Odette: something about someone spitting in the trumpets again.

Odette was sitting in the dining hall, surrounded by a few of the people she considered her minions. All of them hanging on to her every word as she barely touched the Greek salad that had been purchased for her, instead her dark brown hues flickering around the dining hall, hoping she could find someone who could entertain her for the rest of the lunch break. A smile gracing her features when she saw Ginger enter the hall. “Ginger!” She called out in a friendly voice, waving the girl over. “Come and sit with us?” She asked brightly, still smiling sweetly at her.

Odette had been wondering about the girl who seemingly had Duke wrapped around her little finger and she was curious to see if she was what she lived up to so when she caught sight of Ginger sitting in the outside quad, she viewed this as her chance to get to know the girl. “Hey there!” Odette sat brightly as she welcomed herself to sitting across from the female, smiling brightly at her, her familiar bubblegum pink lipstick perfectly applied as she offered out her hand. “Odette Durand, I believe I haven’t gotten the chance to introduce myself yet, which I apologize for.” She said sweetly, her words dripping like honey from her lips as she continued to smile charmingly at the female.

Ginger: Since when? I once saw you eat a marshmallow that was still on fire.

¿suficientes fotos? hell yeah