The girl stares up at the other, then to the file in her hand, before finally settling on the man once again. Though her expression doesn't change much, there is obvious digust and apprehension in her eyes.
"I can not believe someone like..." she gives him a pointed look, "you have the same name as my father." Abigail examines the other's physique. To her, he doesn't seem strong. Not weak, perhaps, but certainly not chiseled.
That's when her starry eyes catch sight of the blond strands. Her lips pull downward.
"And your hair looks like a dollar-shop lion's mane."
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Sebastian Runner
The girl stares up at the other, then to the file in her hand, before finally settling on the man once again. Though her expression doesn't change much, there is obvious digust and apprehension in her eyes.
"I can not believe someone like..." she gives him a pointed look, "you have the same name as my father." Abigail examines the other's physique. To her, he doesn't seem strong. Not weak, perhaps, but certainly not chiseled.
That's when her starry eyes catch sight of the blond strands. Her lips pull downward.
"And your hair looks like a dollar-shop lion's mane."
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