DixieDreamer5678 has logged on. Dominica Montclaire sat in her wheeled computer chair serfing through eBay. It was another lonely Saturday night. She had just moved to New York about a month ago. She really wasn't too keen on socializing at first because she wanted to focus on school. Now that summer was coming up, that decision was really starting to bite her in the ass. Half way through random pages and strange knicknacks, Dominica found a pair of glasses. Now they were broken and a little wonky yes but if she could repair them, they would be totally kick ass for a steam punk outfit she was working on. Either that or she could resell them on some lie about being made of crystal or some crap. Spin a good story and you could sell anything. Clicking on the message icon by the name, Dominica sent a message to the owner. She didn't even want to comment on his screen name. Surprisingly she got an answer within the hour and by ten o'clock, the glasses were hers, being shipped off through fedex. "Sweeeet."