Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
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"Whenever you need a date night with Tristan, I'd be more than happy to cover. Don't worry about paying me, just think of it as a present." Hazel smiled, pleased that Cassie genuinely was happy to help out - not that she didn't think she would be, but that she didn't want to ask too much of her friends or staff and burn them out or make them resentful. "You know I would never let you do this for free, right?" She chuckled, "but thank you, I may take you up on that - date nights would be great." It was nice to have the option, especially with her husband getting back to his feet and feeling more like himself again.
"Did you want me to work on the fudge or shall we do everything together?" Hazel nodded as she started kneeding dough. "Go for it- if you want to start on the fudge and then we'll go from there." She didn't imagine it would take them long, working together. Christmas was always a busy time but luckily, most of the goods were relatively simple to complete. "Oh good, have you had a chance to ride your horses too? Something to clear your head." She nodded, "yeah they've actually been a great help to get some space and clear my head, as you say. They've been going really well, which has made things less complicated. I gave them a bit of time off when things got busy and it seems to have done them the world of good. I might even try getting back into competing again." Which hadn't happened for a long time, and then as she'd thought about it before, the accident had happened and knocked everything down again.
Hazel saw the glance and grinned to herself. She didn't need to have giant biceps to complete the work, there was that at least. "You bet. My students are itching do to their classes outside, three horses to ride and coaching? I feel like I'm in a circus sometimes." Hazel laughed a little, "it does sound like it sometimes - but at least it's never boring, right?" She guessed, even if sometimes boring was nice. "Oh, I'm glad he healed up nicely. Did you two get sick and tired of each other?" turning the dough in her hands, Hazel's expression softened and she shook her head. "No, it was too... odd... for that to happen. When he lost his memory, things were awkward and stilted, he felt like a stranger but also not, and I know that to him, I was a stranger. So, it wasn't quite the same as being cooped up with someone you knew like the back of your hand. It was an odd time... challenging."
“Where would you want to go if we won the money? Somewhere tropical like Mexico maybe?” Hazel contemplated it for a moment, picturing somewhere wonderfully hot with a beautiful stretch of white beach. "Mmmm Mexico sounds nice, or maybe the Caribbean?" She hadn't travelled much at all, and once she'd committed herself to the bakery, it had sort of set her life - she'd poured all her money into it, and whilst it had thrived and was doing well, it wasn't a get rich quick scheme, or even a get rich scheme at all. It paid the bills and kept them afloat, they didn't have to scrape for every penny, but she would have to save to afford a holiday like the Caribbean, rather than just be able to disappear tomorrow. "Somewhere hot where we can lay on a beach and bake together," She grinned, thinking of how relaxing it would be not to worry about anything for a while.
“I was just checking. I know people change their minds about their careers. I can see how happy it makes you though. Have you and your staff started making Christmas goodies then?” Hazel nodded and gave her husband a quick kiss on the cheek. "Absolutely, I had to trial what we were going to make as our special - as you know," She grinned, having given Tristan the taste tests, "and we also did some christmas shaped cookies," which really went down a treat. “Molly…that name rings a bell. She rides at Blue Acres doesn’t she?” Hazel bit her lip as she thought, "I want to say yes but don't quote me on it," She joked, riding at the barn herself but at the kind of times when others were usually done for the morning and sometimes before people finished work. She didn't mind, she liked the quiet time with her horses, but sometimes she missed being able to ride with company.
Running a hand over her apron to smooth it, she began to grab a baking tin and set it down, quickly lining it with some parchment paper so it was ready once they were. “What are we making today anyway? Or are you keeping it a surprise until it comes out of the oven?” Hazel placed a big mixing bowl in front of him and then brought forward the scales. "We're making a Victorian Sponge cake. Nice and easy I promise, and I know the recipe by heart, so no need to have one open." She held the sugar out to him, "It's going to be on display in the shop tomorrow," She added with a grin. "Okay so 200g of sugar to start," She instructed, letting him measure that whilst she got the butter.
“I don’t know why people are sometimes so lazy. If I don’t have anything to do, I feel like my bosses are watching me and would give me something to do. And I don’t mean something fun either.” Hazel smiled, watching him measure things out. "Most bosses probably would," She agreed, "but some enjoy doing nothing," she'd seen enough of it in her years to know it just didn't bother some people and you couldn't change their minds. “Thank you for getting one for me. Now we don’t have to deal with any food stains on our clothes.” Hazel grinned, a faint blush on her cheeks. "I love it on you, you make it look good. And you're welcome," She added, waving off the thanks - he looked too damn cute in it.
“Yeah, same. Though when you offered that I could help, I was too excited to sleep last night.” Hazel gave the woman a kindly smile, her shoulders rising slightly in a small shrug. "You're welcome any time, especially as a spare pair of capable hands." And she meant it. The business was good. It was never going to make her millions, but she was in the black and could afford to dish out an extra few pounds every now and then without breaking the bank. Plus it gave her a little bit of time back that she then got to spend outside the kitchen, which as much as she enjoyed being in, it as nice to take a break and be elsewhere.
“Those sound amazing. Always a hit! Maybe we could also make some chocolate peppermint fudge too?” She was pleased her friend approved, it meant the masses likely would too and she nodded. "Sure, should be easy enough to add to the load and peppermint is always Christmassy." She agreed; anything peppermint generally was, it didn't take much to dress something up and have it feel like Christmas. The same went for ginger and cinnamon. “Oh good. I felt so terrible after I heard what happened. Just promise me you won’t work yourself too hard?” Hazel smiled again and had a quick sip of coffee to get her moving. "Don't worry I won't, everything is all balancing out fine," She promised.
Hazel began to work on getting some ingredients together and into a large bowl for the mixer. She had made a point of getting good equipment to aid with the baking, it meant they could make bigger batches of things without having to work their elbows to the bone and go home crying. Just because it wasn't hand mixed, it didn't meant it wasn't still made with love. “Oh, I’ve been good. Also busy with teaching both at the barn and at school. I’ll be glad for the Christmas holidays.” Hazel nodded an agreement, "I bet, I imagine you've been quite full on?" She guessed. “And Tristan? All healed up after the accident?” Again, she nodded. "He's doing much better thank you, almost all healed up and back to work now - which he's actually delighted about." Though she could understand why, even if she joked about how lovely it would be not to need to work.
“Yes, though you do know the statistics on actually winning? And after doing nothing for those few months, working again feels like a miracle.” Hazel flushed slightly, realising how stupid her wish probably was, given what had happened to Tristan. Okay, so he hadn't won a load of money but he'd been unable to work, and she knew how frustrated he had felt by it. Money had been tight, not that she'd let on as much as she could so he didn't worry, but it wasn't quite the same as winning the lottery. "We'd go jet setting though, go see the world.. you'd have no time to think about being bored." She joked, trying to keep things light hearted. She knew they'd both get homesick soon enough and be quick to come home, she loved their home here and her little bakery, she would struggle to give it up for long.
“Besides, you do love your job too don’t you?” She smiled softly at that and nodded, "of course, it was just a silly joke." She promised, not wanting him to think she didn't enjoy what she did - she wouldn't do it otherwise, and it was why even at home after a long day, she'd still be found baking or cooking, unable to help herself. She made sure everything was set up ready whilst Tristan cleaned himself up. “The bakery really means a lot to them too. It’s almost like they are our adopted family now. Any new employees speaking of the bakery?” Hazel nodded, "Yes, young Molly came to speak to me about employment the other day, and I gave her the job. She's young, but she's passionate, I think she'll thrive."
“It did, though they keep us busy enough even if there aren’t customers to deal with. Always something to clean there.” Hazel nodded at that, checking the oven was at the correct temperature so it had time to warm up for when they needed it. "I guess it's the same in any job, there's always something to do if you look hard enough," She chuckled, knowing not everyone had the same opinion. “It’s great! I think you have one similar to this don’t you? Thanks! You didn’t make this did you?” She watched him put it on with pride, grinning to see how it fitted well and seemed to suit him. Shaking her head dolefully, she reached out to touch the apron slightly, checking the way it sat. "Sadly no, I'm only good at baking, not sewing, but I'm glad you like it.. it matches mine." She added with a grin, hoping he wouldn't mind.
"Good Morning, Hope I didn't wake you!" Hazel smiled and shook her head to reassure the woman. "no no, sadly have the alarm to blame for that." She chuckled, though her internal alarm clock rarely let her sleep in either. So used to getting up before the crack of dawn that it was impossible to ignore. "Yes, please! I finished my thermos of coffee on my way over." Hazel nodded and headed over to the machine, switching it on and getting the mugs ready to go. She's given in and invested in the thing after deciding instant coffee wasn't good enough at ridiculous AM, and Starbucks wasn't open early enough to cope with her very early morning cravings. It had been somewhat of a good send on the days she really hadn't felt like getting up.
"What are we making this morning? You lead the way!" Hazel laughed a little as she finished up on their coffee's, adding in a little cream over milk - they deserved to treat themselves. "Hmm well I was thinking about some maple and pecan pastries? And perhaps chocolate twists? They went down a treat the other day. Is there anything in particular you thought of?" she might be captain of the ship, but Hazel was always open to ideas and such, other people had the ability to come up with just as good a thought as she did, and she liked hearing opinions. She tried to keep on top of everything but sometimes someone else might see something on social media that suggested a new popular pastry or flavour of the month. She'd just noticed that people were in the mood for chocolate and pastry for the moment and Hazel was more than happy to oblige.
"How have you been? Busy for the Holidays, I hope?" Hazel grabbed the coffees and headed after Cassie to the back, putting them on a surface that was unlikely to get used so the coffee wouldn't get coated in flour or sugar. "Actually things have been kind of quiet for me. Work is busy which always keeps me on the go, so it's nice but after everything I just want a nice, easy time." She gave Cassie a quick smile and swigged her coffee before going to grab her apron hung up on the peg. "How about you?' She asked as she started collecting ingredients.
"I figured that's where you'd be." Hazel smiled, the expression softening at the touch of his lips on her head. God how she had missed this with him, and she would never take it for granted again. She had learned her lesson the hard way, almost losing him twice - the accident and then his memory. "It always feels like the days are long when we work." Hazel gave a small smile at that and nodded. "Perhaps it's time to play the lottery and become millionaires so we can retire?" Although she did love her job, and as her job had always been her dream she didn't think she'd be able to give it up too easily.
"I don't think your employees will leave the Bakery in a mess, it hasn't been before!" Hazel smiled and touched her husband's arm gently. "I know, I trust them.... But there is a first time for everything." She joked, adding a quick laugh so he didn't think she was serious. She was lucky in that her employee's all took the job seriously and looked after the place, there wasn't a single person on her small staff she had any doubts about. If she did, though she was fair, she probably wouldn't have them work on days without her. The shop was her baby as well as her livelihood. She didn't know what she would do if something happened to it. It was what had kept her sane throughout Tristan's recovery, what had kept food on the table when it was just her wage coming in. She had a lot to thank for that bakery and it's people.
"The morning shift was alright. Busy though! People seemed to want to get together before the Holidays and I helped with the prep work for the rest of the day." She smiled and nodded at that. "That doesn't surprise me I guess, though hopefully it made the time go quicker for you."
[/s] She found that the busier the day was, the quicker it went. Which was only generally a good thing until you were trying to fit everything it at once and ran out of time. "You got me something? What is it?" She laughed and then a blush followed, worried he might find it stupid. "I did... I hope you like it." her smile softened to see his expand. "My own apron? Just for me?" Hazel nodded, taking a few steps over to him. "I thought it was about time you had one too. As my sou-chef." She grinned. "Try it on!"
She was up early, but that wasn't unusual for her - even when she got to sleep in these days, she quite often couldn't help but wake before the first sign of light. Whilst the sunrises were beautiful - especially on a cold and crisp winter morning, or a beautiful warm summer morning before the heat hit, and she could always appreciate them - she still wished to be able to sleep in some times. Occasionally she managed it when she was with Tristan; if he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close she could drift off again. On the mornings he was still working, she slipped out of bed as soon as her eyes opened, even if it was ahead of her alarm clock. If she got started early on the work then so be it - it meant there was no rush to get the baking ready for opening time.
She was looking forward to having Cassie as her morning company, she hadn't seen the young woman for a little while and she was interested to see how things had been going for her and to catch up. It was quite a simple morning in the baking department - mostly just bread and a couple of iced buns to finish off, so she was glad that they would be able to take things easy as they talked. Hazel made herself a coffee and switched on the lights in the bakery, getting things prepped when she heard the knock. A quick smile as she headed to unlock the front door and let her in. "Hey, good morning!" She said brightly, stepping aside to let her in. "Do you want a coffee?" She asked, taking a swig of her own.
She heard the car in the drive just as she had finished getting the ingredients together on the side. It sounded silly, but she knew the sound of his car, a soft smile curling on her lips as she heard it pull in. Then went the front door, and the sound of her husbands voice as he called out. "Honey, I'm home." She turned her head toward the open doorway, though she couldn't see him yet. "In the kitchen, love," She called back so that he knew where to come and find her. She checked everything was good to go before she turned to see Tristan heading her way. Her smile automatically became a grin, even though it hadn't been that long since she'd seen him, her heart still lit up to see him coming home to her. It made her feel lucky all over again that she was his wife.
As his arms went around her, her eyes drifted close for a moment, soaking in the warmth of him, the scent of him - just him being there with her. She leant back into his embrace and placed her arms around him with a contended sigh. "How was your day?" She let out a long exhale as she pressed her face into his chest before answering. "Mmm it felt longer than usual, but I managed to leave early and everything was in order when I left. Hopefully it still will be tomorrow morning." She pulled back to look at Tristan, raising a hand to gently brush her thumb over his cheek. "How was your day?" She asked, and then she glanced over her shoulder and gave a slightly awkward nod toward the apron on the side. "I got this for you, I hope you like it." Her lips pulled into a grin again, knowing he would enjoy being part of this and having his own apron like she did.
Hazel was looking forward to the afternoon. She had left the bakery in the capable hands of two of her employee's, including some of the baking for tomorrow, but she would have to do most of it tomorrow. That wasn't unusual though, and she wanted to take this time to spend it with Tristan. With Tristan back on his feet now and the odd memory resurfacing for him, she was enjoying taking time off work again so that they could spend it together. She loved her bakery and baking in general, but she loved Tristan more. They'd talked about doing something together, a date kind of scenario - which might seem weird to ask why a husband and wife needed to plan a date together as simple as this, but given the past years and what had happened, it felt like the right thing to do.
Things felt comfortable at home again; settled. She was still taking everything day by day with Tristan, there were still times he felt far away, there were still times it hurt that he didn't remember their history together, but she knew it wasn't his fault. There was an element of sweetness in making these news one's with him though, even if she knew they would have made new memories without the blip of his accident - it was kind of like getting to know him all over again, have cute firsts with someone that was already her husband. Odd and adorable at the same time. Still, she felt things were good and she got the impression that Tristan was doing better too, and that she hadn't upset or pushed him too hard.
Today, she'd brought home ingredients to bake with him. She'd decided to go for something relatively simple and then she could display it for sale in the shop tomorrow, knowing that the cake had been made from love. They had cooked together before over the years but not really baked, that having been her job most of the time - but she was really looking forward to it. She'd gone and brought him his own chef's apron too, just to be adorable, and she grinned as she put the present on the counter and started getting the ingredients out ready for when he got in.
Hazel smoothed a hand over the front of her clean, freshly ironed apron, running a hand over the imaginary wrinkles and checking everything was in place ready for the opening. She'd brought some of her most popular pastries from the bakery, having spent an extra hour and a half this morning in the kitchen, baking extra to make sure she had enough to sell. She'd come early to set up too, having left her capable assistant at the store to hold down the fort if anyone popped in. Looking at how busy the place was already, she figured that most of the customers would be here.
She had also pulled in a friend to help her so that she could take some pastries to go around the other stalls, to be able to offer them out to the people also working the fundraiser - even the volunteers had to eat. She put aside her worries about her husband for now and focused on the here and now, trying to smooth out the wrinkles on her face too. "Freshly baked today, everyone," She called out as a few customers strolled past with a curious look.
Fresh rolls with filling - cheese, ham, egg and cress, bacon - £4.50 Chocolate twists £3 Iced Buns - £2.50 Cinnamon rolls - £3.50 Apple turnovers - £3 Jam Doughnuts - £3
GENDER: lady AGE: twenty-six D.O.B: 30th april SEXUALITY: straight STATUS: married PLAY-BY: Christina Aguilera HEIGHT: 5ft6 HAIR: bright blonde EYES: light blue
"I'VE OPENED UP, UNSURE I CAN TRUST"
TATTOOS: a small stylistic heart on the inside of her left wrist SCARS: a couple from burns whilst baking DRINK: on occasion SMOKE: nope DRIVE: yes GLASSES: nope HOME: woodbain flats BORN AND RAISED: New York, USA
"MY HEART AND I WERE BURIED IN DUST"
sweet. incredibly caring and tender. compassion for her fellow humans and animals alike. takes care of people. shy at times. warm, welcoming and kind-hearted. easy-going. easy to talk to about things. people person. good with kids. patience of a saint. rarely gets angry. laid-back and mellow at heart. rare feisty on occasion. bit of a firecracker side when she wants to. not argumentative. stubborn on occasion. doesn't like to be walked over. isn't naive even if she does happen to be easily forgiven. loyal. honest.
LIKES: strawberries , baking , rising with the sunrise , riding , sunrises and sunsets , watching good films , cuddling up with her husband , tristan , children , her family , living in the moment , lilies DISLIKES: sleazy men , cheaters , liars , abusers and users , ignorance , arrogance , road rage , getting drunk , being ill , rude customers , burning bread , melons STRENGTHS: baking , painting and drawing ,can play a few instruments , has a good signing voice , compassionate , caring , honest , strong emotionally WEAKNESSES: maths , physically not that strong , too forgiving , anything cute , tristan - especially when he pulls the puppy eyes on her , baking, even if she shouldn't be working , her horse FEARS: loosing tristan in any way , not being able to have kids with tristan , dying , death of someone she loves , horror movies , snakes SECRETS: has only ever slept with tristan, was a virgin before they married.
"FREE ME, FREE US"
STATUS IN SOCIETY: middle class OCCUPATION: owner of parkers pastries/ baker EXPERTISE: baking, flower arranging WEALTH: comfortable PROUDEST MOMENT: when she first opened her shop. It was a huge achievement for her to come over seas independently and begin her own life. MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENT: she once went out for drinks with a friend, and they got chatting to a couple of guys...and she thought one of them was asking her out when actually he was asking her friend. Awkward. She didnt date much before she met Tristan.
"YOU'RE ALL I NEED"
FATHER(S): William forester - 58 - florist MOTHER(S): Marian forester - 57 - florist STEP-PARENT(S): none OTHER HALF: husband - TRISTIAN IVAN PARKER SIBLINGS: Susan harper - 28 - midwife CHILDREN: none
she was born of two catholic people who were already married and who already had a two year old daughter. they were a good couple, happily married, both of them volunteered for charity in between working in a florists which was how they'd originally met. marian's parent's had owned the shop, and they'd hired william when she was sixteen and he was eighteen. they'd flirted on and off before going out, dating for only a year before they married and a few years later they had two daughters. hazel was a good kid, she played nice, she was sweet and she liked to take care of people right from the beginning. her and susan got on pretty well throughout their years, despite the occasional little tiff as sisters did, they were close, and susan helped teach hazel many things over the years.
up until she was eighteen, hazel worked in her parents shop, her sister was more ambitious and after school she went off to university to become a hot shot lawyer. hazel remained happy at home, working in the shop and learning how to ride on the side. she has always loved baking however. flowers were not her forte but cookies, cakes and bread was. she began to bake more as she grew older before deciding that one day she would like to own a shop. she began to save money, and with a little help from her parents once she'd decided on her dream, she moved out to england to buy a little bakery. she'd always loved england, and when her family had had a little trip there, a modest little holiday when she was fifteen, she'd adored it and promised to return there.
moving away from her family had been hard but the benefits called out to her, and she soon had set up shop and was really getting somewhere. of course, a few years later her world was finally completely when she happened to meet tristan. as he happened into her little bakery one wintry afternoon in the hope for some warm bread she hadn't been able to help getting all flustered and flirty, and he'd left with not only a loaf, but also her phone number. a few dates later and she'd decided she was already falling in love with the man. he was everything she could ever have wanted and more, and apparently he felt the same about her, for he proposed to her within a year and just a while later they were married. she had always been rather christian, and so she hadn't had many boyfriends, and one of her beliefs was in the idea of sex after marriage. she moved in with tristan once they were married, and ever since she's lived happily along side him, content with her shop and her husband.
HEY THERE! my name is clips/admin lily and i'm eighteen years old. i'm a wiminz and i've been roleplaying for several years. but enough about me, here's my character. =]
[/color]:[/b] hazel evelyn parker
nicknames: haze
age: twenty four, 19th July
religion: christian, not overly religious
sexuality: straight
marital status: married
occupation: owns a bakery
playby: christina aguilera
hometown: new york
parents: marian and william parker
siblings: susan parker, twenty six
brief history: she was born of two catholic people who were already married and who already had a two year old daughter. they were a good couple, happily married, both of them volunteered for charity in between working in a florists which was how they'd originally met. marian's parent's had owned the shop, and they'd hired william when she was sixteen and he was eighteen. they'd flirted on and off before going out, dating for only a year before they married and a few years later they had two daughters. hazel was a good kid, she played nice, she was sweet and she liked to take care of people right from the beginning. her and susan got on pretty well throughout their years, despite the occasional little tiff as sisters did, they were close, and susan helped teach hazel many things over the years.
up until she was eighteen, hazel worked in her parents shop, her sister was more ambitious and after school she went off to university to become a hot shot lawyer. hazel remained happy at home, working in the shop and learning how to ride on the side. she has always loved baking however. flowers were not her forte but cookies, cakes and bread was. she began to bake more as she grew older before deciding that one day she would like to own a shop. she began to save money, and with a little help from her parents once she'd decided on her dream, she moved out to england to buy a little bakery. she'd always loved england, and when her family had had a little trip there, a modest little holiday when she was fifteen, she'd adored it and promised to return there.
moving away from her family had been hard but the benefits called out to her, and she soon had set up shop and was really getting somewhere. of course, a few years later her world was finally completely when she happened to meet tristan. as he happened into her little bakery one wintry afternoon in the hope for some warm bread she hadn't been able to help getting all flustered and flirty, and he'd left with not only a loaf, but also her phone number. a few dates later and she'd decided she was already falling in love with the man. he was everything she could ever have wanted and more, and apparently he felt the same about her, for he proposed to her within a year and just a while later they were married. she had always been rather christian, and so she hadn't had many boyfriends, and one of her beliefs was in the idea of sex after marriage. she moved in with tristan once they were married, and ever since she's lived happily along side him, content with her shop and her husband.
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[/color]:[/b] strawberries baking rising with the sunrise riding sunrises and sunsets watching good films cuddling up with her husband tristan children her family living in the moment lilies
dislikes: sleazy men cheaters liars abusers and users ignorance arrogance road rage getting drunk being ill rude customers burning bread melons
strengths: baking painting and drawing can play a few instruments has a good signing voice compasionate caring honest strong emotionally
weaknesses: maths physically not that strong too forgiving a little naive sometimes anything cute tristan - especially when he pulls the puppy eyes on her baking, even if she shouldn't be working her horse
secrets: has only ever slept with tristan, was a virgin before they married.
fears: loosing tristan in any way not being able to have kids with tristan dying death of someone she loves horror movies snakes
habits: plays with her hair when she nervous ducks her head if she feels shy bakes whenever she's feeling a particularly strong emotion - sadness, happiness etc over-plans things sometimes.
overall personality: she's always been a sweet thing, incredibly caring and tender, with a whole load of compassion for her fellow humans and animals alike. she likes to take care of people, and if someone's upset or angry she'll do her darned best to help cheer them up. she can be a little shy at times, but generally she's rather warm, welcoming and kind-hearted. she's easy-going and therefore rather easy to talk to about things, and she's an excellent people person and also good with kids. she's got the patience of a saint, and she very rarely gets angry about anything, being quite laid-back and mellow at heart.
she can be feisty on occasion, having a bit of a firecracker side when she wants to. she's not argumentative or anything, but when running a shop you have to have a bit of backbone. she can be stubborn on occasion, and sometimes she can tend to put her foot down a bit, to be in control. she doesn't like to be walked over because she's a sweetheart, and she isn't naive even if she does happen to be easily forgiven. even so she's a really nice person, loyal, friendly and honest. [/size][/ul]
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