[center][hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=8A2BE2]Alexandra Andonova[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/wNHcejL6RlAGs/giphy.gif[/img][/center][center][I][h3][color=8A2BE2]If I'm going to be a mess, 
I might as well be a hot mess, right?
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[hr][hr][center][b][color=8A2BE2]Location:[/color][/b] Ville au Camp - Kitchen House
[b][color=8A2BE2]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A
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	A lot of conversations were happening almost simultaneously, and in a way you could say that Alexandra was having a harder time trying to keep up with it all. Her dark brown eyes darted around the room for a moment. She was really only gathering bits and pieces of conversations outside her immediate circle, a circle that now consisted of three what with the reappearance of Gilbert. Nevertheless, she seemed perfectly content simply living in the moment. And at this moment, she found that the giant man's smile was downright infectious. And perhaps swoon worthy. The corners of her lips pulled up into a wide grin, and there was a lively twinkle to her eyes. 

	Her gaze went back over to Bart as the two men started conversing. While the two seemed to be having a more or less serious conversation, Alexandra was anything but serious. She playfully stuck her tongue out at Bart before a giggle escaped her lips. Yeah, maybe the alcohol was kicking in. Or maybe, maybe she was just happy. Yeah, she was happy. A content smile came to her features before she took another sip of her alcoholic beverage. She winced and gritted her teeth slightly as it burned down her throat. She then glanced back over at Gilbert, giving him a soft smile.