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heyyy, so I thought that it could be set in Canada, where they're stuck at a hotel during a blizzard that's going to last at least a few days (it's actually a week or two lol) (and I know that is unreal but please work with me here, it's necessary for the story). (I know, very Canada like.) and like, it's just one class from the same high school. they will all be 17-19. because I don't want the roleplay terms to be all over the place, I'll list the "terms" down below. for an example, I'll use my character. feel free to add yours!!

Name, first middle last: London Grace Tweek
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 126 lbs
Age: 17
Looks: ebony straight shoulder length hair; very thin and messy. she has a gangly body and is short. freckles cover her face and body. ivory skin.
Personality: is very shy, and very jumpy. she has ADHD, so she's hyper and gets distracted easily. has to have at least one cup of coffee a day to keep a little bit sane. is very sensitive, and feels everything.
Eye Color (feel free to include contacts, colored or not, and different kinds of glasses!): forest green eyes

Woo hoo!
Name: Darilyn Hadley Puckett ( She's British! )
Height: 5'5
Weight: 120 lbs
Age: Seventeen
Looks: Blonde\Brown hair, emerald eyes, tallish, and small in frame.
Personality: Sweet, but very quiet. She's a huge helper, and she's very gentle. She loves making other people laugh. She's a big reader, but she hates loud noises. She does however like jumpy and exited people, because they bring her out of her shell. She really really likes London, and is trying to figure out how to approach her.

I'll join! I just made a new character who's perfect for this.

Dara Claire
Age 17
She's 5'4 and about 180 lbs, very curvy with most of her weight on her chest thighs and tummy. She has medium-dark skin with golden undertones and huge tightly curled hair dyed reddish brown. Her eyes are dark brown and she wears glasses, oversized sweaters, and jeans. She's awkward and spaces out often, and doesn't explain herself well. She's very intelligent bookwise and believes she's the smartest in the room. She hides behind jokes and laughter and never reveals her emotions to anyone. She also has social anxiety.

Kk Imma start!

Darilyn walked over to to Dara and smiled. "Can I sit here?" She asked quietly.

"Yeah, sure," Dara said in a muted voice, managing a smile. She sniffled, rubbing the sleeve of her striped sweater across her nose. "I hate the cold. Wish I was back at the lab." At Darilyn's look of confusion, she clarified, "Internship. At a biology lab."

Darilyn smiles again. "Thats really cool!" she says while sitting down. "And I actually sort of like the cold. I mean, not THIS cold, THIS cold is miserable! But I love the autumn. I come from somewhere more towards the south, so it doesn't get cold to often." She laughs quietly to herself and sips her coffee.

"Okay." Dara shrugged. She didn't seem to care.

Darilyn starts to panic on the inside. This girl doesn't seem to like her. Her palms sweat and she… Starts trembling. She sniffs and tugs her hair out from behind her ears.
"I uh… I'm gonna get some more coffee." She mutters, and stands with her arms tightly folded against her.

Dara seemed surprised. "Okay. I'm coming too. Gotta love that coffee." She flashed finger guns and then immediately dropped her hands. "Yikes. That was weird. Coffee." She stood up and headed towards the coffee machine, hoping that Darilyn was behind her.

London squeaked when she felt a hand lightly touch her shoulder. "Eek!" she jumped. London looked behind her warily to see Dara and Darilyn, two girls from her maths class. Dara, she thought, looked at her strangely. Oh nononono. Yet another person thinks she's weird. London grabbed her coffee cup and quickly scurried off to find an open table, with Dara's and Darilyn's eyes on her the whole time.

Darilyn Followed Dara, and smiled warmly at London. Maybe Dara wasn't so bad after all!

Dara got her coffee and dumped about twenty packs of sugar in it. She pulled a hot chocolate powder pack out of her pocket and dumped that it, too. Then she poured in a lot of creamer. By the time she was through, the coffee looked almost like milk.

London watched Dara destroy her coffee from her tucked in the corner table. 20 packs of sugar, and a hot chocolate powder packet?! How crazy was that woman?! She hurriedly ducked her head before the two girls caught her staring, but not before Darilyn smiled warmly at her. Dang, London thought. Darilyn's got cute dimples.

Aaaand that's when they started to walk towards her table. She anxiously pulled at her hair. Oh jeez, what if I say something weird?

Darinlyn cleared her throat when she saw London hiding behind her hair. She'd refilled her coffee, but left it black. She was way to tired from trying to contact her family from last night, and reading for four hours strait made it worse. "Hi, can I sit here London?" she asked gently.

London's head jerked up at the sound of a soft voice. A British soft voice. Her eyes found Darilyn's emerald ones. She sighed. She could stare into those beauties all day. When she got out of her daze, she found Darilyn staring at her questioningly. "Oh-oh yeah sur-sure." London stumbled through her words, caught off guard by the stunning girl.

Darilyn smiled again. "So, you're in my math class, correct?" she asked, sipping her coffee. When London didn't say anything, Darilyn giggled. "Mr. Grover's?" she confirmed, sipping her coffee some more.

"Uh, yea-yeah." London shuffled in her seat. Oh jeez, that British accent was really getting to her. Suddenly, London couldn't hold in anymore.

"I really love your accent!!" the words burst out of London's mouth without her consent. She slapped both hands over her mouth, her face turning a strawberry red.

Dara peeked over, her lips puckered. "Someone's got a crush." She sipped her coffee.

Darilyn playfully glares and Dara. "Excuse me, I'm strait!" She giggles. Then she smiles at London. "And thank you! I actually usually have people make fun of me for it, so you telling me that makes me feel really good about myself."

Oh no, she's straight. London twists her fingers under her table nervously. If this bud of affection grows into a flower, this is gonna turn out baaad. "Real-really? I've always had a thing for British accents, to be honest." London's cheeks warm a bit, and she shyly sips her coffee.

"Thats very nice. I'm originally from England, but I lived in the south for most of my life." Darilyn says, sitting down and sipping her coffee again.

Hey, can I join?

Name, first middle last: Lydia Maria Sanchez
Height: 5'2
Weight: 119 lbs
Age: 16
Looks: Stawberry Blonde Wavy Hair, a little acne on her nose and chin, tan skin, little curves on her legs (muscular), wears jeans and t-shirts almost every day
Personality: reserved and shy, has social anxiety and doesn't trust people easily. She is bi as well.
Eye Color : light green eyes, she wears contacts but has glasses.

definitely !!

"Hmmm, interesting. I've never been outside the country before. My family has never had the money to take a vacation." I took a long sip of my coffee to cool off my nerves. I always got jumpy when I thought about my family. They weren't the nicest family on the block.

Darilyn nodded and rested her chin in her hand. "Where are you from?" she asked.

"I'm from Montreal, Canada. I'm pretty sure it's the second biggest city in Canadia." That's when I spotted a familiar face over Dara's shoulder. I stood up slightly from the table and waved to her. "Hey, Lydia! Over here!"

"Hey London," I say, walking over to the group. "That line is so long! I'll fall asleep before I get coffee."

Darilyn laughed. "Who are you?" she asked after a second, and she smiled.

"I'm Lydia," I respond. "You all must be London's friends?"
I sit down next to London, sipping my coffee and setting down my bag.

"Yes I am! I'm Darilyn." She replied with a smile. ( Yes thats fine! )