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[Curled up on a couch, Lovina sips from a cup of cocoa, her eyes fixed on the tv. A random music channel plays on the screen, dance clips playing out, Lovina wrinkling her nose at most of the outfits. She's much more comfortable in her pink top and jeans, white socks with tomatoes on them peeking out from under her jeans]
[Putting the cup to the side she rubs her shoulder, glancing down. Thankfully there's no marks on the pale skin. Of course there isn't, if there had been she wouldn't have dared to wear this top. Curling her arms around her knees she rests her chin on them, still watching the tv. Slowly her fingers tap against her leg. She can't help that the song's catchy, even if it's clear what it's about. So what if she's blushing a little]
[[ooc: Yeah, no real point, mainly boredom, this song's on repeat, and I have played this girl for a bit. So yeah, she's modern day, 17 physically, and she's never moved out of Spain's house etc, so hence the age. Oh yeah, and she's dating Prussia.]]
[Putting the cup to the side she rubs her shoulder, glancing down. Thankfully there's no marks on the pale skin. Of course there isn't, if there had been she wouldn't have dared to wear this top. Curling her arms around her knees she rests her chin on them, still watching the tv. Slowly her fingers tap against her leg. She can't help that the song's catchy, even if it's clear what it's about. So what if she's blushing a little]
[[ooc: Yeah, no real point, mainly boredom, this song's on repeat, and I have played this girl for a bit. So yeah, she's modern day, 17 physically, and she's never moved out of Spain's house etc, so hence the age. Oh yeah, and she's dating Prussia.]]