Alondra Roo

“Who painted your face? It looks ridiculous.” 

“Not as ridiculous as your reaction.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m perfectly fine.” 

"Are you sure? I kind of know that lie all too well and it appears liek you are the opposite of that.”

“No, no - good lord, if you punch like that, you’re going to do more damage to yourself than your opponent,”  Dean let out a groan, shaking her head. Her slender fingers ran through her hair, a frustrated sigh escaping the girl’s break, “just, take a break. we’ll go again in a few minutes.”

"Alright, alright! I'm sorry!" Alondra stopped her movements abruptly and in defeat at her word. "Not an excuse at all but my head was somewhere else. It's been a crazy week, you know?"

“Eh, I’m off the clock. I could give two shits about what you do.” Charlie shrugged as he tossed back his first shot. 

"So I guess you won't mind when I go raise an army of the dead?" She joked, shaking her head before also taking a shot.

“Those watermelons are definitely fake, if you know what I mean.” Cordelia said, motioning to a woman not too far away.

Alondra chuckled at the picture and shook her head. "I wonder how much her back appreciates them."

“Please stop this. This is exactly the kind of thing that gets you arrested.”

"I honestly never realized jaywalking could be such a problem here. My bad."

“By all means, do take a seat, it’s not like I have a desk full of paperwork waiting for me, or anything.” Mattie said, rolling her eyes. “Is there something I can help you with?”

"I just wanted to inquire something, I didn't realize I would be such a burden. I could come back at some other time? If you'd like."