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[center][h1][color=7EA6D7]Willow Estelle Kinsley[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=7EA6D7]Location:[/color][/b] Rowan’s House - Denver, CO
[b][color=7EA6D7]Currently:[/color][/b]
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Willow waves shyly back, watching him disappear from view before she puts a hand to her thumping heart. Now she just has to decide if she’s ready to go to sleep or if she wants to snoop. [color=7EA6D7]“You can snoop tomorrow.”[/color] She reminds herself while glancing at the television. She’d only ever caught glimpses of one while with the Beowulf’s. [color=7EA6D7]“Tomorrow.”[/color] She reminds herself again with a firm nod before going and turning off the lights. 

Once in ‘her’ room, she swaps the hoodie for a camisole, not wanting to overheat in her sleep, and climbs into the bed. She hadn’t fully appreciated how [i]luxurious[/i] the bed was this morning and quickly feels surrounded by comfort when she lays down. Her ears twitch happily as she falls asleep quickly.