Lucky (Open for two males, PM)

Lucy "Lucky" Linolds was anything but lucky. Her friends called her Lucky beause of her lack thereof. She'd been in the hospital more times than she could count, been stabbed in the back by a friend at least 30 times in just the last year - and she didn't have all that many friends, mainly because she wasn't that trusting anymore, she'd gone from dorm room to dorm room, each time having something wrong; termites, leaks - water and gas, loud neighbors, you name it. She was 22 and had the absolute worst luck of anyone she'd ever met. She had chocolate brown hair, blue eyes, an anchor tattoo on her left arm.
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She walked into the party with her friend, Melissa and Mells ditched her pretty quickly. She sat at the bar drinking virgin Shirley temples and strawberry daiquiries looking around. He eyes landed on a pair of males. Both tall and tan. One looked to be about 6 feet tall and then other a bit taller. They both looked like body builders. She recognized them both - they worked at the gym on campus. Not that she went there often, she'd probably drop a weight on her head or something. The taller of the two had shaggy dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. The other had dark brown hair, spiked in the front. The former looked her way and she blushed and quickly looked away.

*bump*
OOC//
Also, I beleive I told three guys to go ahead and join and if you were one of them, I'm sorry but as I'm not sure who was who and whether I actually told three guys I have to nullify those acceptances. If I PM you after I post this notificition, check the time you got your PM, then you are in. Once again, I'm sorry to those I accepted but I was rather out of it for a few days so...

Biff

The party was still in its "loud" stage when Biff decided to hang out at the bar. He drank a Coor's light because it came in a bottle instead of the awkward beer cup. He scanned the crowd as more arrived feeling that this night would be good as the weather had turned noticeably warmer. He had worn his Spring Break shirt to keep intune.

As the crowd grew, people were pushed closer together and he found a bar stool near a co-ed that was a freshman he suspected. He had seen her a few times in the PE building. He glanced away as she looked at him, then looked again. She was dressed normally, that was a good thing. Some of the underclassmen tend to "over-do-it" by dressing as if they were on MTV.

Other guys were ordering drinks and josseling for position. So, he moved his bar stool near hers and made some small talk.

"So, a quiet evening at the dorm was not for you?" he smiled and inquired.

" I am Biff"

They chatted and made observations about the people surrounding them. Once when a anxious beer patron crashed into her, Biff quickly made his presence known and an "instant apology" was quickly given. Biff noticed that she seemed to be smiling more as the evening wore on.

Bump)