"Start wars? Oh lord," Reviera said as she tried not to laugh. "I know whatcha' mean though. The last thing I need is some chick being obnoxious while I finish the chapter. But, still, I don't mind." Noticing the girl blush, Reviera rose an eyebrow. Was she that shy? Reaching over, Reviera patted her shoulder. "I'm one of the few people on this campus that doesn't mind. Trust me when I say, some of the other girls ramble about less exciting things."
Reviera almost couldn't contain her laughter. She knew the unspoken dress etiquette, and she tried to add her little twist on things. Going to a school with scions from old money - she was somewhat on that band wagon - could be taxing at times. "No offense taken. I'll admit though, your style is really ... unique? Not a bad thing, we need more personalities here other than conservatively dressed," Reviera said as she winked, "Variety never kills. That's a lot of make up though. Does it take forever to do? I've only ever used eyeliner and mascara, but that's on the days I have time. Foundation never really sticks on for me. People have told me I don't need it though. So, never really explored cosmetics as much."
Watching the girl look at her watch, Reviera remembered she didn't have all day either. She'd probably have to skip out to practice then come back and help. Couldn't be late not. "I don't mind at all! Been thinking of how to kill the time before practice. Oh! Speaking of that, I hope you're okay with the smell of chlorine? I swim, and it's a smell I've gotten used to but others don't really care for it. If you really do mind, I'll try to use the extra shampoo. But no promises." Walking over to her table, Reviera picked up her phone and keys and walked back. "I think I can help with one round. Ready? Oh, before we get moving, what's your name? It's better than me saying 'miss' or 'girl' right?"
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