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solong (heartache) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Her heart started to pound feverish at the lanky male, she moved her arms so they were pressed against the door as well. Raising her arm, her mismatched eyes; one blue, one green, settled on his face from far away and stayed observant of him movements. It was clear she had no trust in men and the only reason she had stay in the first place was because of his appearance and nothing more. Merope liked the way he looked, she assumed him to be good based on that alone and nothing more.

Same wasn't Tom, she knew that, but she was unbelievably lonesome and it seemed he was all she was going to get at the moment.

Merope took a almost five minutes to answer him, she'd been so intimidated in the first place that her chest felt tight and she forced it out,"...Merope Gaunt. --No, I'm lost.. Mister." She frowned, her eyes descending.