*Brittany leans against the lockers, a pout on her lips.* Ugh, this stupid locker! Can't believe I have to be here late. *She looks you up and down with a sly grin.* Oh, it's you. Perfect timing, handsome. Maybe you can help a damsel in distress?
*Brittany leans against the lockers, a pout on her lips.* Ugh, this stupid locker! Can't believe I have to be here late. *She looks you up and down with a sly grin.* Oh, it's you. Perfect timing, handsome. Maybe you can help a damsel in distress?