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[BCOLOR=transparent]A yawn. A stretch. The thin woman awoke near noon. She set her alarm to accommodate the time change, but the damn thing went off so many times she turned it off, allowing herself to sleep in as long as she desired. Both body and mind were exhausted; so much work, waking up early to make deadlines - projects that were eventually declined and given to another. Evelyn was thoroughly exhausted and, knowing her father, would be allowed to sleep in as late as she wanted. Another stretch and she got to her feet, lazily making her way to the bathroom to get ready for the day.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]An hour later Evelyn was dressed in the same clothes she fell asleep in, finding none of the clothes packed in her suitcase, courtesy of her friends, suitable for the conditions she would be wandering in. A shopping trip was a necessity, she can't go wandering around in her designer boots after all, it would ruin them. Clad in the black leather leggings she wore the previous night, the tank top she wore under the sweater she wore on the plane, and black motorcycle boots, Evelyn wandered out of the bathroom with a flustered face, less than thrilled with her friends. Why would they send her back home with nothing suitable to wear? And why did they make a point to pack some fancy lingerie with a note that read 'For that sexy cowboy you meet ;)'. On the bright side, her makeup was applied flawlessly, at least that would give her some confidence. Now, to find her father.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]The woman meandered out of the little ranch house with two apples in hand, trudging through the ranch and to the fields, where her father claimed he would be last night. Despite how much she loathed the animals - the smell - Evelyn loved her father. After her mother died when she was a little girl, there was no one else to cling to as she was an only child. And while she may have struck it rich with her dad, she did not enjoy doing the work he told her to do. As she neared the field a smile tilted her lips, looking forward to seeing her dad and the shopping trip she planned to do after seeing him. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]An hour later Evelyn was dressed in the same clothes she fell asleep in, finding none of the clothes packed in her suitcase, courtesy of her friends, suitable for the conditions she would be wandering in. A shopping trip was a necessity, she can't go wandering around in her designer boots after all, it would ruin them. Clad in the black leather leggings she wore the previous night, the tank top she wore under the sweater she wore on the plane, and black motorcycle boots, Evelyn wandered out of the bathroom with a flustered face, less than thrilled with her friends. Why would they send her back home with nothing suitable to wear? And why did they make a point to pack some fancy lingerie with a note that read 'For that sexy cowboy you meet ;)'. On the bright side, her makeup was applied flawlessly, at least that would give her some confidence. Now, to find her father.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]The woman meandered out of the little ranch house with two apples in hand, trudging through the ranch and to the fields, where her father claimed he would be last night. Despite how much she loathed the animals - the smell - Evelyn loved her father. After her mother died when she was a little girl, there was no one else to cling to as she was an only child. And while she may have struck it rich with her dad, she did not enjoy doing the work he told her to do. As she neared the field a smile tilted her lips, looking forward to seeing her dad and the shopping trip she planned to do after seeing him. [/BCOLOR]