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[b][color=darkcyan]Location;[/color][/b] [color=0076a3]Gio's bar[/color] → Out on the streets. NYC. 
[b][color=darkcyan]Interacting With;[/color][/b] [color=ffb7c5]Minako[/color] [sub]([@Thundercrash])[/sub];  [color=0076a3]Giovanni[/color] 
[b][color=darkcyan]Unconcerned → Internally frustrated → Free[/color][/b] 
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[indent][i][color=darkcyan]That's unfortunate.[/color][/i] Eliana was sitting at Giovanni's bar intrigued at a scene unfolding between Gianna and two mystery men before her attention was brought to her "Special" drink that was once in her hand, now falling and meeting with the ground, spilling everywhere. Her eyes trailed from the green liquid slowly streaming on the floor that nearly matched the hue in her own orbs to the culprit of the accident. The transfer she met last week who helped her with... Lucas (gag). Minako was also in the tournament and they had a conversation in the library only hours ago. Odd to see her here. Then again, it was odd to see a Lovelace here too. 

Someone couldn't hold down their alcohol it seemed. 

Sighing to herself, Eliana hopped off her seat and gently grabbed the girl's arm, helping her up and bringing her to a stool, "[color=darkcyan]Rest your head on the bar.[/color]" Why would a lightweight come to a party without people to take care of her? The night had just begun! Oh, yeah, where was Amelia and Sylvia? Did they leave her? No matter. Eliana preferred to be alone. Her gaze trailed back to the mess on the floor. What a shame. 

"[color=0076a3]Don't worry about it, dollface. Someone's coming to clean it up.[/color]" 

Turning on her heel, the brunette grinned at the kind bartender, "[color=darkcyan]Alright! Thanks... eh-hem.[/color]" Her attention went to the drunk Asian and then back at Giovanni, "[color=darkcyan]I wonder if she came with someone...[/color]" It was obvious Eliana was not in the mood to take responsibility for anyone else but herself. For once, she didn't have to keep an eye on her baby sister. There was no way in hell she'd let her acquaintance ruin her night. 

Running his hand through his hair, Giovanni suggested, "[color=0076a3]I did see who she was with but I don't think I'd be much help unless they came here. It's a good thing I'm the heart of the club, so if she did come with anyone, they'll find her. They always do. For the time being...[/color]" The bartender made Minako a glass of water and put it beside her, "[color=0076a3]I'll take care of her and call a cab. Go have fun! I can tell you don't get out much.[/color]" 


[i]What should she do?[/i] 
[indent]1) Search for other Mayweathers and hope for the best. [i][color=darkcyan]Hey, you look like a HERO, did you come with this girl? She needs to go home![/color][/i]
2) Leave her in Gio's care and hope for the best. [i][color=darkcyan]He's a reasonable man, plus he's probably dealt with this plenty of times before, right?[/color][/i]
3) Apoligize to the transfer and say you have somewhere to be... [i][color=darkcyan]Would that even help?[/color]
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Man, this was a frustrating situation to be in. This may come to bite her in the ass later but Eliana didn't care and decided to lie, "[color=darkcyan]Oh! Don't you worry, I'm sure I can recognize [i]someone[/i] from Mayweather! I'll be back~[/color]" and she used that chance to disappear into the crowd and to the coat rack, collecting her things, and deciding to enjoy the rest of her night outside. 

Picking up his phone and dialing a cab, Giovanni glanced down at Minako and nonchalantly muttered, "[color=0076a3]She's not coming back. I hope you know that.[/color]" He waited patiently for someone to answer, as he added, "[color=0076a3]Y'know, she probably doesn't trust you. I can tell by the way she talks and acts... she got [b]a lot[/b] on her mind. It's unfortunate she's probably a basket case. She's a pretty one, that one.[/color]" 
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[i]Written by [@lovely complex][/i]

[i]Guess who's back?! 
[color=8dc73f]Danny Leoni[/color], Senior Journalist extraordinaire and head editor of Mayweather Daily. 
& Eliana Lovelace's kid sister, [color=f6989d]Jenivieve Lovelace[/color]!
Stay tuned for the School Newspaper Club and their members![/i][/center][hr]
[indent]"[color=8dc73f]Oh shit! I'm sorry... uh-er.[/color]" Danny's brown orbs tried his damnedest to stay locked with the blue gaze of a blonde wrapped in a towel. Her hair was wet and she had just left the girl's bathroom. Now, she was heading toward the direction of Eliana Lovelace's dorm room. "[color=8dc73f]Wait a tick. You're Jenna... Jenna Lovelace?[/color]" 

"[color=f6989d]So you've heard of me. Yes, yes I am... now if you'll excuse me. I really don't want to talk right now.[/color]" Her blue orbs were encircled with redness, as if she spent a good portion of her night crying. 

"[color=8dc73f]Uh... yeah. S-sorry about that.[/color]" He pulled his pencil from behind his ear and watched her walk away. Nibbling at the end, he stared at the young one saunter off as he contemplated his next actions, "[color=8dc73f]Wait... wait! Before you go![/color]" Danny blurted out. God, he felt like a massive creep. Catching up with her, he watched her turn to look at him while she leaned on her sister's door, waiting for him to ask whatever he was going to ask, "[color=8dc73f]I... read your blog.[/color]" 

Her cheeks beamed red at his words and she opened the door, beckoning him in. Thank god no one was down these halls or this would be seen as... sketchy on his part.  

Closing the door behind her, she nervously asked, "[color=f6989d]What did you think? Too much? I just think--[/color]" 

"[color=8dc73f]I thought it was great! Fucking fantastic. There's a lot of... passion and hidden truths in your writing.[/color]" Danny gave her a faux grin to assure her that she was the best damned writer in the whole entire world. Stroke the ego, my man.[b] Stroke the ego[/b].

"[color=f6989d]You really think so?[/color]" The bashful side of Jenna had appeared. Her soft fingers brushed her wet hair behind her ears, while she batted her eyes oh-so-adorably.   

Danny pulled out his notepad and scribbled down words, causing her to try to peer and look at what he was writing, "[color=8dc73f]Uh-huh, yeah. Great stuff. One of a kind. Fan service bound to happen.[/color]" He ripped the piece of paper and handed it to her. "[color=8dc73f]That's my number and school email. Save it, burn that paper, can't trust no one on campus, but I have a proposition for you.[/color]" 

She grabbed the piece of paper and looked at his sloppy handwriting, before meeting his gaze again, "[color=f6989d]A proposition? I don't even go here.[/color]"

"[color=8dc73f]Doesn't matter! We're starting a new column that is written by an anonymous face. We're calling it 'Dear Sophia'. We need something to keep our students.. excited and hopeful! It'll be half an advice column and half... whatever you want.[/color]" He paused so she could digest his words before continuing, "[color=8dc73f]I'm [b]in love[/b] with your recent blog post! What if you used this as an opportunity to... inspire your sister's love life? And other students' love lives! Sophia can be like... a love guru![/color]"

Jenna's eyes widened. This was... seriously happening? He wanted HER to be Sophia?! "[color=f6989d]A love guru? I-I've never been in love![/color]" Her face went grim for a brief moment at the thought of Sylvia. 

"[color=8dc73f]Our readers don't know that. Just imagine how many lives you can change. Base her writing on your parents' love story or something! You're creative! Do the research! I'm willing to compensate or whatever. Maybe even update you on your sister's endeavors, because I'm sure she isn't completely honest with you.[/color]" 

Jenna looked at the paper and up at the boy who was doing a wonderful job at pitching this job to her but... she wasn't fully convinced. Not yet. Her stare saddened at the thought of her sister not telling her everything, "[color=f6989d]You really think Ellie doesn't share... things with me?[/color]" 

Bingo. Danny gave her a reassuring smile, "[color=8dc73f]She didn't tell you her interest in Lucas, but you caught onto that pretty quickly. Don't let your sister's... fear... get you down. She probably just doesn't want you to worry about her! BUT.[/color]" He paused and leaned in closer. 

Bringing his lips to her ear, he whispered, "[color=8dc73f]You're smarter than other's think. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.[/color]" Pulling away, he started back stepping to the door, "[color=8dc73f]Alright, think on it, give me a call and--[/color]" 

"[color=f6989d]Where do you think you're going?[/color]" 

"[color=8dc73f]What?[/color]" Danny dumbly blinked at the sixteen year old. She was giving him... a kittenish stare. What's this look for? Strange...

He started to loosen his tie. Was it getting hot in here or was it just him?

"[color=f6989d]I'll agree under one condition...[/color]" Her towel dropped to the floor and Danny's mouth dropped. This has to be illegal. "[color=f6989d]Why don't you... show me what love feels like? And then... I'll be your Sophia.[/color]" She crept closer to him, causing him to bump his back into the door.

"[color=8dc73f]I-I don't think I should. I can't sleep with--[/color]" 

"[color=f6989d]Shuuush.[/color]" She placed her finger on his lips and mischievously grinned, "[color=f6989d]She won't be here for another... 40 minutes, at least.[/color]" 

Danny gulped. What should he do? 

[i]Fade to black.[/i]
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