Meghann is verrrrry sorry. ;-; 300+ words.
###Though she was sure that she had never met this man before now, Lolita was able to recognize his scent as being very similar to Cambria's own. Even if they were not of some relation, which she was nearly positive about, she did recognize that they were in the smae pack and had been for quite a while. It was not on her agenda, however, to announce that she had any idea of where or what he came from. As her thoughts turned to her encounter with Cambria, Lolita felt the little tingle in the base of her torso, the memory of that day bringing her a smile. Maybe she would need to find someone to take care of her again. . . Or perhaps this man could help her out, she decided, looking him over curiously as he sat beside her, a coy smile adorning her lithe muzzle. If she were to wonder about her "type," she couldn't imagine what it would be--everyone? So obviously, this man definitely fit her profile.
###She glanced down at his offer, but shook her head delicately, the motion offhand and passive. "I did them before, but I prefer herb," she explained, thinking back to her meeting with Rurik. She had only tried them the one time, but she had not really enjoyed them. Still, it had been a good thing to try them, since she was willing to try just about anything. If he was willing to share, though, then it was only polite to offer as well. Of course, Lolita would have done so anyway, even if he had not offered his things first. The company of another smoker was all that she needed. Holding out the bowl and lighter for him to take, she asked, "So, what is your story?" She doubted that many ever came down this particular street; it was always very quiet around her city house.
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