Felicia entered the room, stopping momentarily in the doorway, hand on her hip, to glance around the room- and, more importantly, to be glanced at. She sized up the student body through the periphery of her vision. Her face, a mixture of alluring mirth and disinterested boredom, revealed none the fierce intellect with which she measured her fellow students.
Once she had been sufficiently ogled, Felicia made her way over to the refreshment table, picked up a drink and lingered, awaiting the first tactless pickup attempt of the evening. It was time to familiarize herself with her new surroundings; determine the social hierarchy, and assert dominance. High School was a jungle and Felicia, a lioness.
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Felicia Hardy | The Amazing Spiderman
Date: 2014-08-01 07:27 pm (UTC)Once she had been sufficiently ogled, Felicia made her way over to the refreshment table, picked up a drink and lingered, awaiting the first tactless pickup attempt of the evening. It was time to familiarize herself with her new surroundings; determine the social hierarchy, and assert dominance. High School was a jungle and Felicia, a lioness.