"Holly Parker -- Wild Child"
Holly grinned, waving at Salem as she ground out her smoldering 'deathstick' on the brick wall behind her and pocketed her lighter. Salem hadn't ever said so directly, but the redhead got the feeling she didn't like Holly's habit of choice. "Hey Salem. What has you out of the classroom?" Through the dark-haired girl, Holly had discovered a love of Rock Band and Call Of Duty, along with a few games involving swords and sorcery, but Salem took gaming to a whole new level. She was glad to help crack the other girl out of her shell a bit, but she felt oddly protective, enough to not want Salem to follow in her footsteps. Shrugging off her unusually pensive mood, Holly cracked a playful grin and gave the gamer a hug of hello. "How's the hunt for Mr. Right?"