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[color=007299]" Its not that I'm not secretive, I don't remember.." [/color]
Finally getting another glass of vodka she drowns a few sips. Annoyed at herself for her inability to get drunk. She could watch endless girls get drunk off two sips of some strong stuff her, she could compete with the big boys. It was annoying. 
[color=007299]"What friend? And for stuff not secrete. Something wants my head. Don't know what."[/color]
She said. Truthful in her speech yet she seemed discrete and secretive. As if everything about her was just to lure him into the curiosity which surrounded her. Again she denies her abilities, as every trace of it is gone from her features.