Snow White (
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[Backdated] Meeting someone new...
Who: Snow White (
notadisneygirl) and John Watson (
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When: Backdated to February 27th.
Where: Tea Shop in Sector 4.
Summary:Warnings: Possible language and possible discussion of sexual situations.
[Snow wasn't sure about this whole meeting strangers she had only spoken to over the NV kind of thing. But John seemed like a nice enough guy, even though she had no idea what it was her NV had actually sent to him during that NV virus weeks ago.
And they ahd spoken a few times over the NV now. And, much to her amusement, he had gotten the Snow White connection with her name. Not that he knew who she really was, but he was the first one to get that, and it made her laugh.
So here she was, dark hair tumbled on her shoulders, wearing a purple dress, and trying not to appear nervous as she took a sip of her tea.]
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When: Backdated to February 27th.
Where: Tea Shop in Sector 4.
Summary:Warnings: Possible language and possible discussion of sexual situations.
[Snow wasn't sure about this whole meeting strangers she had only spoken to over the NV kind of thing. But John seemed like a nice enough guy, even though she had no idea what it was her NV had actually sent to him during that NV virus weeks ago.
And they ahd spoken a few times over the NV now. And, much to her amusement, he had gotten the Snow White connection with her name. Not that he knew who she really was, but he was the first one to get that, and it made her laugh.
So here she was, dark hair tumbled on her shoulders, wearing a purple dress, and trying not to appear nervous as she took a sip of her tea.]
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it was just a shame he was running a bit late today. he slips inside and his eyes sweep across the tea room, looking for a head of black hair; ever since he found out her name, he was picturing one of those pantomime actresses you saw after christmas.
needless to say, she exceeds this expectation when he finally spots her sitting alone at a table and walks over. ] Err.. Snow?
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