Snippet #1349708

Torrie's eyes showed she was listening as he spoke. she could feel him getting slightly more relaxed, and she was glad. while She talked she tried to decide what to say about herself. She still wasn't sure how to put it when she would tell him. Her mind was racing with possibilities. She decided to be honest about her dead parents, and tell him she was 21. she had just had a birthday, which was true; she would have turned 75 a few weeks ago.

When he finished speaking, she nodded her head in understanding. She had many a days forgotten to meet up with the other pack members, because she was off exploring or hunting. She gave him a warm smile which was rare for her, but so was this whole experience. she sighed happily, and took a bite out of her chicken, since she had long ago finished her potatoes. She giggled a bit when she looked up to see him eating his sandwich. grabbing a napkin, and taking a drink, she decided to shed some light on her past for him.

"I really do not have much to tell you about my past, because I am not sure I am really ready to talk about it with you. It is kind of a painful past. I have a feeling you will be great to talk about it with but it is only the first day, so I will Only tell you a few things. First, I am 21 years old. My parents passed away, and I have no siblings. My father was wealthy, but I feel bad using my parents wealth in a spoiled way, and so in the bank it sits. I live with my friends, who are like family to me, and we move around quite a bit, but we have decided to stay here for the school year at least. Everything she had said was true besides her age which was true just the same, because thats how old her body thought it was. "Is there any other information that you would like to know about me?" When she finished talking she took another bite of her chicken, and continued until the chicken was no more, and all that was left was the bone. She picked up her napkin and wiped off her face, and hands, before taking another gulp of water. The waitress returned asking if they needed anything, and refiled Torrie's glass.