Arylett Charnoa
Barely existent.
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Arivivie flinched at the yelling, as did Arkra. She thought that it was very nice of him to do that, but also felt a bit embarassed. And also, a bit deaf.
"Let him say what he wants to say." She mumbled apathetically. Arkra at that point looked away and sat at a chair which had a plate of buttered toast on it. "Thank you Alan."
"No problem, I know that's what you like!" Alan smiled. Arkra still wanted to hate him, but she just couldn't. There was something about Alan, just bizarre. She wondered if anyone else shared her sentiments...
"Let him say what he wants to say." She mumbled apathetically. Arkra at that point looked away and sat at a chair which had a plate of buttered toast on it. "Thank you Alan."
"No problem, I know that's what you like!" Alan smiled. Arkra still wanted to hate him, but she just couldn't. There was something about Alan, just bizarre. She wondered if anyone else shared her sentiments...