(Re) Intro | No Event | Rising Aphro
She supposed stranger things have happened.
Though, to be quite honest, such a statement could be considered the biggest lie Mexico had ever conceived. But she figured it was good enough to keep her relatively calm the more she walked and tentatively explored the rather large and expansive hotel she currently found herself in. Or rather, the hotel she currently found herself unable to leave.
As far as she could recall, there had been no consumption of alcohol in the last two months, so she knew, and firmly so, that waking up in a strange room that was not any of the bedrooms in her home had little to with any form of drunken debauchery. So it was strange, really (or perhaps more than strange and closer to unnerving) that she had woken up in an odd room while simultaneously feeling rather warm.
Tugging at the neckline of her blouse, the petite woman gave a wary look down a nearby hall before pulling back. Had she gone this way already? No? Yes? Biting her lip, Mexico all but slumped against the nearest wall as she looked around, silently hoping that the situation she currently found herself in was not as dangerous as she was slowly beginning to believe. Ignoring the slight tremble of her hands, she brushed a side a stray brown curl away from her face.
Mexico couldn't help but hope that maybe, just maybe, a familiar face would soon crop up and inform her that this was nothing more than another one of America's idiotic schemes or even the consequence of England's supposed magic gone array. But maybe that was a hopeless thought...
Regardless, the growing warmth coiling inside of her was just what she needed. Because, really, how could this situation get any better without her getting sick as well?
(OOC: Oh gosh, please excuse this terribad introduction. I haven't really roleplayed in a while and it is a bit late, so none of this probably makes much grammatical sense. That aside, uhm, hello again! I was actually here, albeit briefly, over a year ago before real life (namely school) whisked me away and I all but forgot about this place. But, I'm thinking of getting a little practice with my old OC!Mexico before I consider potentially jumping back in here via the Homestuck or Young Avengers fandom. So please excuse the Hetalia OC, haha. Also, I am open to characters of any gender identity and fandom. For more information on her kinks, preferences, and background, feel free to snoop around on her account.)
Though, to be quite honest, such a statement could be considered the biggest lie Mexico had ever conceived. But she figured it was good enough to keep her relatively calm the more she walked and tentatively explored the rather large and expansive hotel she currently found herself in. Or rather, the hotel she currently found herself unable to leave.
As far as she could recall, there had been no consumption of alcohol in the last two months, so she knew, and firmly so, that waking up in a strange room that was not any of the bedrooms in her home had little to with any form of drunken debauchery. So it was strange, really (or perhaps more than strange and closer to unnerving) that she had woken up in an odd room while simultaneously feeling rather warm.
Tugging at the neckline of her blouse, the petite woman gave a wary look down a nearby hall before pulling back. Had she gone this way already? No? Yes? Biting her lip, Mexico all but slumped against the nearest wall as she looked around, silently hoping that the situation she currently found herself in was not as dangerous as she was slowly beginning to believe. Ignoring the slight tremble of her hands, she brushed a side a stray brown curl away from her face.
Mexico couldn't help but hope that maybe, just maybe, a familiar face would soon crop up and inform her that this was nothing more than another one of America's idiotic schemes or even the consequence of England's supposed magic gone array. But maybe that was a hopeless thought...
Regardless, the growing warmth coiling inside of her was just what she needed. Because, really, how could this situation get any better without her getting sick as well?
(OOC: Oh gosh, please excuse this terribad introduction. I haven't really roleplayed in a while and it is a bit late, so none of this probably makes much grammatical sense. That aside, uhm, hello again! I was actually here, albeit briefly, over a year ago before real life (namely school) whisked me away and I all but forgot about this place. But, I'm thinking of getting a little practice with my old OC!Mexico before I consider potentially jumping back in here via the Homestuck or Young Avengers fandom. So please excuse the Hetalia OC, haha. Also, I am open to characters of any gender identity and fandom. For more information on her kinks, preferences, and background, feel free to snoop around on her account.)