07-30-2018, 11:58 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px;"]Like others, Beverly didn't smoke, and she thought it was gross. She hated the smell, hated the way it could literally destroy someone. But she tried her best not to pass judgement on others' lifestyles and would usually never comment on it, save for cases where the smoke was bothering her.
Arriving shortly after Margaery, her dual-toned gaze scanned over her peers, two of them strangers and one a friend - dare she call Marg that. She waited in silence for the smoking male to respond to the other two, not feeling a need to chime in. For once.
Arriving shortly after Margaery, her dual-toned gaze scanned over her peers, two of them strangers and one a friend - dare she call Marg that. She waited in silence for the smoking male to respond to the other two, not feeling a need to chime in. For once.