"I know, right?" she replied with a laugh, withdrawing her hand after he shook it. God, that smile was just her brand of mess-you-up adorable...it reminded her of Scott, and her break up with Isaac was distant enough that it didn't bother her to think of him when she saw it.
"I mean, I'm kinda used to it," she went on with a shrug, shoving her hands into the back pockets of her jeans just to have something to do, "but I'm from Norcal originally. I'm from Beacon Hills, it's like an hour outside of Sacramento? But Berkeley is at least close enough to the beach for a weekend trip, so you can get some sun if you need it."
Chuckling, she gestured to her porcelain complexion, which had never fully recovered from her time spent convalescing after the incident at Oak Creek that had nearly cost her her life.
"Which I desperately, desperately need, as you can see."
Know something? I think I have to agree with you.
"I mean, I'm kinda used to it," she went on with a shrug, shoving her hands into the back pockets of her jeans just to have something to do, "but I'm from Norcal originally. I'm from Beacon Hills, it's like an hour outside of Sacramento? But Berkeley is at least close enough to the beach for a weekend trip, so you can get some sun if you need it."
Chuckling, she gestured to her porcelain complexion, which had never fully recovered from her time spent convalescing after the incident at Oak Creek that had nearly cost her her life.
"Which I desperately, desperately need, as you can see."