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The sun leaks through the curtains, washing over Wren's eyes.

A dull throb sits on her cheek from getting busted up the day before. A loose nightgown covers her up as she sits up to survey her surroundings.
Pain tears through her side making her gasp. Lightly probing her side, Wren can feel the tape holding her ribs up.

The couch she sits on is simple red leather, across from her is a glass coffee table. The house seemed to be located in the fishing district quite far from where Wren had stayed before.
Standing up Wren looks around taking in the simple decor, timber floorboards and bamboo paneling before tip-toeing through the house.
A soft groan in the wood sounds alerting Wren.

Turning around, Wren took in what was, an extremely handsome man. Light brown hair spiked up with stunning blue eyes and a strong jaw, he was only slightly taller than Wren, but well built.

"Hi," she gingerly says.

He grins, "Morning."
Walking over he turns on the stove before grabbing some eggs and slapping them into a pan.

"Hows your side?" He asks.

Wren look down to your injured body before shrugging.

A small smile forms on his face, "The bastard broke two ribs," he said before looking up, his eyes seeming to be somewhere else.

Breathing in, "Wren asked, "What's your name?"

His eyes snapped back to her, clear and alert, "Caz,"

Wren smiled, looking out to the ocean.

What will she do now?

*[[Ask why he saved her]]

*[[Ask what he was doing the night of the incident]]

<table width="100%">
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#LLCLL" valign="top" width="100%" colspan="3"> <b>Status</b>
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top" width="8%"> Sex
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top" width="8%"> 37 times
</td><td bgcolor="#GGFGG" valign="top" width="84%" rowspan="3"> ''It's been a while since your last hookup''
<p><i>Living rough had made you skinny and bony, two broken ribs (healing), bruised up</i>
</p>''You've put aside relationships for the time been''
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Physical
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Skinny
</td></tr>
<tr>
<td bgcolor="#OOFOO" valign="top"> Relationship
</td><td bgcolor="#DDFDD" valign="top"> Single
</td></tr></table><p>

[[Category:A Teenager's Life]]

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