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Post by DIANE ADELLA LITTORAL on May 27, 2015 12:43:11 GMT
 found him yet He's out there somewhere, i just haven't "Adella" After a dawn-out day in the studio and an equally, if not longer, recent night at the tavern, the brunette had decided that she deserved a nice shopping trip. She did need some new ballet shoes after all, why not make a trip out of it? Her long strides took her effortlessly through the village, eager eyes glancing from face to face for someone rather attractive. Many men did catch her eye, that wasn't any surprise. Diane had always been looking for someone, she felt the need and the loneliness set in her gut morning after morning. It was her constant predicament to find the better half to her soul. Cheesy yes, but still true.
Stepping into Madison's Vestimenta, her eyes immediately scanned the room for any potentialmen, finding none she sighed and searched for the athletic wear. After a moment of diligent scanning, to the brunette's dismay, she could not find the shoes. Just when she was about to callout for assistance, a sweet, voice rang behind her. Turning around Diane tried to shake the feeling of familiarity and smiled at the brunette, who looked just slightly like herself. It might have been the slightcurve of the jaw, or their high cheeks bones, whatever it was Diane just couldn't put a finger on it."Hello there," she said with a smile, still unsettled, "I can't seem to find the Ballet shoes." After a moment she added, "You do sell them right?"
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Post by MADISON AQUATA DEL MAR on May 29, 2015 22:04:29 GMT
| Madison spent the majority of her time in her store. As her home was being refurbished, she was even living in her store's design room upstairs. She made a habit out of getting to know her customers and what they wanted from her so she would be ready for the next time they arrived. Today was a more popular day than others this week which made Madison even giddier. Her store was her baby, her pride and joy, and other's were recognizing it's worth. The brunette had a spring in her step as she walked around the stop asking if anyone needed any help. With each person she asked she gave the most warming smile she could give but was quickly waved off by them. Just looking.
Madison let out a deep breathe, calm down, they'll buy something, they always do. She spun on her heel and kept smiling - nothing was going to ruin her good mood. Her eyes glanced around the room until they fell upon a pretty brunette whi was looking uninterested in the selections. "Hello!" She called out to her as she made her way towards her. This customer had the most beautiful piercing blue eyes and such a sense of familiarity. Madison simply brushed it off, she was only a customer.
The girl asked about ballet shoes and Madison's warm smile began to fall. She didn't sell ballet shoes, she wasn't even aware there were ballet dancers in Wonderland. "I don't. I'm sorry. I can certainly make you a pair or two if you would like."
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Post by DIANE ADELLA LITTORAL on Jun 14, 2015 14:02:11 GMT
found him yet He's out there somewhere, i just haven't "Adella" The woman's warm smile made her look radiant. In fact, it lit up her whole face, since Diane was in a rather good mood today, she figured that the sales lady was just as pretty as her. Well, maybe not just as pretty, but a good runner up, she thought. If there had been any men here who the blue eyed girl fancied, then she might have been jealous of her. Yet, without men there was no reason to be jealous so she simply waved those feelings off.
"Good afternoon!" Her voice was rather similar, yet Diane's was the tinsiest bit deeper. Still, the two had beautiful singsong vocals. Trying to mimic the woman's smile, the customer hardly heard her as she thought about how she looked at this moment. Was she trying to hard? Could the woman tell she intimidated her in the slightest? Oh goodness she's not smiling anymore! Quickly as she could Diane dropped the silent wave of questions crashing about in her head and listened intently.
"Oh dear! Honestly I don't know where I got these." Contemplating where in the world she had gotten these darn shoes, the lady cooled her worries with her next statement. "Oh you would! Thank you so much, my names Diane by the way." For a moment Diane stood there awkwardly, then as if just remembering her manners, where they came from she hadn't a clue, she gracefully held her hand out to shake.
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