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Past: Princess Bre
Present: Breanna (Bre) Petrova
Birthday: September 7th (Virgo)
Hair: Brown with blue highlights
Eyes: blue eyes
Blood type: A
Fears: Losing her loved ones, Heights, Needles
Hobby: Dancing and occasional singing
Favorite scent to use: Strawberry
Accessories: fire dragon amulet
Britt Petrova (sister)
Nana Petrova (sister)
Aiden Petrova (brother)
Max Petrova (father)
Angela Petrova (mother)
Belle Petrova (cousin)
Crystal Petrova (cousin)
Lena Petrova (cousin)
Maranda Petrova (cousin)
Mika Petrova (cousin)
Dislikes: Seto Kaiba
Favorite snack: Apples
least favorite food: (undecided)
Bre likes to wear the kind of shirts that are not too short but show off the stomach. She also likes to wear jackets that can have sleev
Yu-gi-oh Shadow Game Story Part 23Round three of Death -T started they all had to avoid blocks that were coming down but Anzu figured out that it was falling in rythem. By working together they realized they could avoid the blocks as they recognized the pattern and found a way to escape. But the last part was getting tricky so they had to move faster. Britt made sure Nanu was with her while they were doing this as they had everything to do with having to win this game. As they crawled to get out of the room Britt thought everyone was with them until she saw Honda had been stopped and the last block stopped them.
It wasn't long after that something strage started as everyone watched Yugi. Britt thought Yami was about to come out with how Yugi looked. Then she heard Yugi talk about Yami calling him the other me but Britt knew the truth. She listened as he explained the black outs not remembering things and that he was afraid if he knew that they would leave him. Britt and Nanu listened as they avoided the eye
I Belong To You I hate rain. Not really, I love it. Just not when the most beautiful, perfect, wonderful, perfect, comfortable, waterproof, perfect coat in existence has been savagely butchered by my so-called friend’s Dalmatian. Every slap of rain on my naked arms is a stinging reminder of the irreparable hole in my wardrobe.
Some people might try to fill the void with lesser coats but I can’t bring myself to betray Valentino, even after her death. Instead my slippery arms grapple with each other in wet shock as I stumble to the op shop, clinging to one last thread of hope. I know in my deadened heart that I’ll never have another coat like her. Yet here I am, blundering through the elements in my vain search for the acceptance and warmth I found wrapped in Valentino’s woollen sleeves.
Thud. My body slams into the door, making the ‘open’ sign quiver and the bells tinkle in offense. I fight for entry, the door’s assault doubled by the stale funk of
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