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Originally Posted by Spartan-117
Her pale hand emerges from the depths of her black hoodie. The blonde young lady shakes his hand, her grip strong but her hands are cold as death. She sees the fangs, but she manages to keep her surprise hidden. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Simon." She says softly. |
After the handshake, Simon puts his hands in his pockets. He kicks at a stone for a moment, then says: "Your hands are really cold," he says awkwardly. Of course, his hands aren't much warmer - but he didn't really have any other good points of conversation.