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Subject: ·Independent·


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Fowler
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Date Posted: 20:24:29 01/10/02 Thu
In reply to: . • . m a d i s o n . • . 's message, ". • ¤ thoughtful ¤ • ." on 20:45:36 01/08/02 Tue

Hyblaean fleck'd gaze travels silently across the comfortable closeness of the room, intelligent pools of stunning mixture finally accustomed to the darkness of the Coffeehouse's interior. Slowly, the stormy orbs of she (an odd mixture of blended brown and green) reach the booth where the familiar stranger sits- a friendly gesture within an interminable horizon of remote faces.
Frail smile removes the brooding look which had covered the procelain visage of the young woman, a brief display of her straight, white teeth as the corners of her lips curl upwards. Cup of rich hot chocolate within her tender grasp, Fowler begins to follow a path through the maze of tables in effort to sit with the blonde girl; to sit with a possible friend.
Successful in her mission to not trip on the many backpacks that litter the floor near each table and booth, the golden brunette finally reaches her destination. Quietly, she slips into the seat with ample grace. A moment passes in complete silence, the feminine sophomore tracing a small vein within the exterior of the styrofoam container. Looking back up, Fowler's attention immediately turns to the fellow sophomore opposite her seat. "Thanks. I'm Fowler." Simple words, yes, but the beginning of a conversation nonetheless. Perhaps she'd actually develop a social life here, and know people other than her cousin Carson.

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