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[hunter]

After spending more than eight hours on a plane, and sleeping through most of the day in her hotel room. Hunter was finally in Rome. She had awoken from her little cat nap, refreshed and wanting to see the city. She showered, dressed, grabbed her bag, room key and left for a night on the town. She took the three flights of stairs instead of the elevator, hoping it would wake her up. Hunter stopped by the front desk to ask about nearby cafes with liquor licenses. She needed a drink; a big one. She thanked the concierge, proud that speaking Italian really did come in handy, and as she silently thanked her mother for pushing her towards those classes when she was young as she walked from the hotel lobby.

She took in a deep breathe of Italian air and smiled. On the plus side, she was in a foreign country, one she’d always wanted to go to. She could delve into a whole other culture and submerge herself into a whole other language. On the down side, she was there alone. Her parents shipped her off for a week of rest and relaxation in Rome so they could... Well... Hunny didn’t actually want to know what they wanted. And, hey! Free trip! So she couldn’t really complain. After all, they gave her money and plane ticket and a reservation on a plush room for the week.

She walked down the cobble stone streets, happily. And, thankfully, her phone worked in Europe so she could still communicate with her own little world. She passed a café and turned into their little enclosed section of the outside area. It was chilly so she opted to go inside, rather than stay outside. She sat down at a little table, set her bag down next to her. A young man, dressed professionally stepped up to her table, smiled and spoke quick, fluent Italian. It took her a moment, but she ordered a glass of Northern Italian Red and a small Caesar salad.

She could get used to the handsome young men flirting with her in another language. Who knows... this week may even turn out to be eventful.

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[NATHANIEL 'NATE' GREY]

Nate walked out of the shower drying his hair as he saw that his phone was beeping so he walked over to it and saw he had a message of his brother Nathan so he quickly read it not really paying attention but took out all of the key words of the message. "So the time has nearly came for me to return then" Nate said as he put on white trousers, white shirt and red tie with a picture of a Ying Yang on it. Nate walked over to his bed as he slid on his nicest pair of white shoes. "So let's see what I can find to do on this weekend then" Nate said as he walked to the door of his apartment picking up a white bow hat and put it on his head.

Nate walked down the street as he lit a cigarette and stuck it in his mouth as he started to smoke it. Nate stopped when a big gush of wind hit his face as he thought he heard someone calling his name so he looked around to see if he saw anyone that he knew but he saw no one but off in the distance he thought he saw his new friend Hunter. Nate followed where he saw Hunter was and started to walk down a side street where he thought Hunter had gone to.

Nate walked to a cafe as he didn't know where Hunter had gone of to "Can I have a Hot Chocolate with Whip Cream on top, chocolate sprinkles on the whip cream, a cherry on top and strawberry source on top of all of that" Nate said as he handed the money over to the till clerk. Nate picked up his drink and walked over to a table and sat down as he pulled out his phone and sent a text to Hunter saying "Funny story I thought I saw you on my trip in Rome so I am just seeing if it was actually you I saw in Rome so are you in Rome"

[hunter]

Hunny had barely given her order to the attractive flirtatious waiter before her phone signalled a text message. She raised her brow, confused but shrugged it off. No one knew she was in Italy. In fact, the only ones who knew were her parents, and they were too concerned about...well, Hunter didn't honestly want to know what they were doing, but she did know they sure as death and taxes thinking of her. She reached over to the other chair, holding her DKNY satchel, and fished around until she grabbed ahold of her phone.

Her eyes narrowed at her attempt to read the text. She sighed, reaching into her bag to grab the case for her Golce & Gabbana glasses. With them on, she could clearly read the message. Her eyes widened as she looked around the little restaurant. What the hell? she thought. She shook her head, quelching her uneasy feeling. and replied as safely as she could.

Uh, yeah, funny. Rome's a big place, but the world is small. Anyway, yeah, I'm in Rome for a bit. I'm sure you know how it is. Just needed to get away from SanFran.

Hunny sent the message and brought up the main screen. A picture of Apollo greeted her. The picture brought a smile to her lips. She looked up as her glass of red wine was set on the table before her. She smiled at her waiter. "Grazie. Roma è così bella." she said in perfect Italian, a pleased smile on her face. Her smile grew and a blush rose on her cheeks as he spoke and she translated it mentally. "Lei è benvenuto. Roma ha della competizione stasera.Lei è molto bello." Hunny smiled, tilting her head slightly, "Grazie, signore." The waiter nodded and queitly left to go about his job.

After all, he wasn't paid to flirt with the tourists who speak perfect, fluent Italian. But, now alone, she thought of the text message. She'd never been one to lie; to anyone, or herself. So she thought it was a bit odd, even maybe slightly creepy that Nate would ask that. No, she wouldn't think thoughts like those. They were rude. She would much rather ask people straight out. If that meant more enemies, well then, more power to them! They can try all they want to bring her down, it wouldn't happen as easily as they plan.

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