Snippet #2218847

Delilah briefly looked up from her arm, meeting eyes with him momentarily before looking back down. "Yeah, every week I donate it," she said absently. "I have a rare blood type, especially in this town. I'm one of the two people who donate AB- blood." She pulled her legs up, crossing them Indian style. "It's strange, though. They lost one of the bags of blood I donated last week. Poof. Just gone." Shrugging it off, she took to looking around the room, trying to look anywhere but him. Looking at him for too long made her feel funny. Her skin would crawl and she felt hot.

It was a strange feeling. And what was stranger is that she kind of liked it.

Her eyes returned to him as he looked at the door. The brunette glanced between the door and him, curious. "Did you know someone at the party?" she asked, cocking her head to the side, her dark hair falling slightly in her face. "I mean, if you want to go back down, that's totally fine. I'd rather stay up here, though." She played with her hair in an attempt to distract herself.

(sorry for my shortish post as well haha)