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Dorothy "Dot" Nash Playby: Nicole Eevee Davis Birthday: 7/13/2028 Astrology Sign: Cancer Hair Color/Length: Long, naturally blond, dyed pink Eyes: Bright blue Face: Soft oval, small nose Height: 4 feet 10 inches Clothing Style: Dot loves all things pink and pink and white is her favorite...

Dot had gone out for some groceries, thinking on the turns her life had been taking. She'd been... talking, to Daintree. There had been the dinner party, after they'd meet at her book reading. But there was still doubt in her mind. Daintree was rich, handsome, charming. And Dot... was a lot of...

Dot was relieved when Daintree relieved her that they wouldn't be watching anything scary. She bit her lip as he pointed towards the other room, considering a moment before shuffling quickly over to him. "Oh, um, I could help you?" She offered shyly, hands folded behind her back and giving him a...

Dot smiled shyly as Daintree opened the door, brushing at her hair though it fell right back into place. "Hello," She greeted, folding her hands in front of her and stepping into the house. "Thank you for inviting me," She offered, looking around. "Did Emily decorate?" She questioned, wondering...

Dot looked at the number, biting her lip and holding it in her hands. "Thank you," She offered gently. She hesitated a moment, before stepping in. She pushed up on tiptoe and pressed a shy, gentle kiss to his cheek. She fell back, smiling shyly up at him. "Goodnight, Daintree," She offered...

Dot wasn't sure about this. Daintree was very... bold, in his affections, and despite taking a few days to think about it, she just wasn't sure what to do with it. He was handsome, of course, and undeniably charming, but she just couldn't see what a man like Daintree could see in a woman like...

Dot fidgeted nervously. She could see her apartment just down the block. Was this really happening? It felt like a joke... was he pranking her? She bit her lip, shifting her weight from one foot to another. He started speaking again, and she glanced up at him. Her heart felt like it stopped when...

Dot hesitated when he said he was trying to impress her. She stopped walking again, and ignoring the rest of what he said, reached out to touch him. She didn't, though, her hand hovering over his arm for a moment before she pulled it back, holding it against her chest. "Daintree, I-" She took a...

Dot's eyes widened and her blush deepened. She looked down, swallowing hard. "Y-you don't have to," She offered gently, twisting her hands together and starting to walk again. "There's, um... a little bistro down the road, that's nice," She offered, peeking up at him. She didn't want him to...

Dot was flustered, stammering and blushing. She wasn't sure what she had been expecting, letting him walk her home, but it hadn't been for him to ask her out. Was he joking? She smoothed out her skirts, staring at her shoes. "I- erm," She swallowed hard. "I don't- I mean," She took a deep...

Dot blushed furiously, taking a small step back. Her eyes widened and she brought her hands up, fingers covering her mouth. "O-oh dear," She stammered, lowering her eyes and her hands to fidget with her skirts. "I d-don't think-" She swallowed hard. "I don't- I'm hardly interesting," She...

Dot smiled shyly. "Thanks," She murmured. She considered his words. "Did you have to buy Emilys friendship?" She asked, brow furrowing. She hadn't spoken to Emily long, but she didn't seem like the type to be that impressed by money. She hesitated a moment, slowing on the sidewalk, and very...

Dot wrapped her arms around herself, considering his words. "I might be able to put together a different set of characters... same universe, different stories." She mused, chewing on the inside of her lip. When he asked about why, she sighed. "My parents were never the most... actively involved...

Dot bit her tongue, not wanting to comment on the fact that she was a squib so soon. She didn't know why he was bothering to talk to her as it was, and she knew once he knew that he knew what she was, whatever fleeting interest this was would evaporate. She giggled shyly as he complimented her...

Dot straightened when Daintree appeared, a blush covering her cheeks. She hesitated, before nodding gently. "I- yes," She folded her hands in front of her, letting out a little breath. She stepped aside, motioning for him to go out the door. "I don't live all that far, really, it's... well...

Dot couldn't help but feel nervous as the man agreed to it. She felt unbelievably flustered, but she tried to push it aside. She hadn't thought he would agree to it. But she had come here for a reason, so she hurried away from Daintree and over to Emily. She didn't notice the daggers Emily kept...

Dot was almost speechless, looking up to him with wide eyes and a deep blush. "I- um," She stammered, swallowing hard. "I... I suppose that um- well-" She took a deep breath, hugging her book tighter to her chest. "Well- I guess... if- if you really want," She offered slowly. "I... you could...

Dot was taken aback by his words, quickly shaking her head. "Oh, no, no one ever really pays me much mind," She was quick to say, starting to move closer to where her chair had been sat down. She froze, though, when he spoke again, looking back to him with wide eyes. "O-oh," She stammered...

Dot felt an odd little rush of relief when he insisted that he was single. She tucked her hair back, pointedly not looking at him. "She's lucky to have such a good friend in you," She offered shyly. It must be nice to have a friend like that. She finally peeked up at him when he asked the...

Dot twirled a bit of hair around her finger, lowering her gaze. "Oh, I'm sure that you couldn't bring down the vibe," She offered gently, hiding a bit behind her bangs. She blushed at his compliments, unable to help a shy giggle. "Oh, t-thank you," She murmured. "I- I really like pink, it's-...