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"Aw sweet," Faith said pocketing the $20 before looking at Honey, like she was trying to memorize her whole face before nodding, "Yeah no, definitely did not picture you looking as you do," She smiled nervously, wondering briefly if Honeystorm was disappointed that she wasn't how she pictured her to look either before remembering that everyone who had a Skype on Classic already knew what she looked like. Her fingers ran down her red hair, "Hey would it also be okay if I just call you Storm?" Faith was way too pale for even the faintest blush to not look bright against her cheeks. The obvious reason for that question was she felt embarrassed to call someone Honey, but also wasn't admitting to that out loud either.
Faith turned in Berry's direction, with a cocky grin too cute to come off dominating, "Who said I don't have a $40 on me?" She stuck her pink tongue out for a moment at her before slipping it back in.
Her attention jerked into panic as she hugged herself when Jet came in. At first she had no idea what the loud noise was and if anything was expecting something awful to come and murder them. Her gasp had caught in her throat, as per usual, she had an inability to scream and was very certain that if she was about to be murdered no one would hear a scream because she'd be unable to produce one. "Mer- Jet!" Faith exclaimed walking over to and helping her up, although not really because she had zero strength, but did offer her a hand.
Glowstar stared at Funk briefly when he asked the question, but when her mind switched to sandwiches she briefly forgot before looking at them again. She tried to listen hard for anyway she could possibly recognize them before leaning into Funk, "I don't recognize any of them, but I love that one girls blue eyes. I always wished I had long straight blond hair and pretty blue eyes like that."
Honey nodded slightly. "That works. Whatever's fine." She didn't really mind. Honestly, she would be most surprised if anyone called her by her actual name. She didn't hide it, most just didn't use it, which was fine by her, as she wasn't exactly the 'picky about names' type. In her thoughts, she wondered a bit about what Faith had expected her to look like. Prooobably wasn't a negative? Gah. There was no reason to be overthinking it. Really, she missed any of the embarrassment Faith displayed, just twisting the ring on her right hand and looking at it like it was the most important thing in the world for a long moment. Which could either be nerves, or just her lost in her thoughts. She tended to stare into space when she was thinking.
Post by strawberrycupid on Mar 10, 2020 20:28:39 GMT -5
"The way you sheepishly ask us for money suggested it." Berry said with a huff, trying to put her hands into her pockets before realizing she didn't have pockets on this skirt and left them to hang. "Well, guess we should be going Hon."
"Hmm, might just be me." Funk trailed off, not that he was entirely convinced. She stood out, with bright pink hair, and she sounded familiar. But just who was she? There was no way he could have forgotten someone like that.
