Kimiwriter
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Darya De Lucia
Sitting in the circle around the piles of odd fruit and vegetables, Darya combed her hair with her fingers, gently breaking off the burnt ends of her curls. Some scissors and a mirror would be nice, but she could worry about that later. She just didn't want to hear it crinkling by her ears. "Here, try this," Lopmon held up a fruit that looked like a cross between a grapefruit and an orange with bulbous lumps that made it unappealing. "It's one of my favorites."
Darya smiled and took the fruit and pealed it. Lopmon grinned, plopping down beside her and chowing down on her own fruit. Juice squirted and dripped into her fur.
A small voice piped up from the other side of the circle. "Excuse me."
Looking up, Darya smiled at the shy girl-- Lily from Sweden-- as she introduced herself. It wasn't until then that she realized no one had bothered to really introduce themselves.
"I'm Darya from Washington. United States."