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Marcella Dorso

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Marcella Dorso, the latest star in the theatrical world, ready to entertain! ... Just don't get to close.

*The two laughed and went off, leaving her alone on her street, glaring and clenching her fists* Oh, we'll see...


-- You've got anything important to say? "You've got your warning, Dorso. You know what comes next." *She glared at him* Get outta here!


-- drag me back? *The man scoffed* "We both know you are faking that fancy talk, it ain't in ya, born a poor mutt, still a poor mutt." --


-- happen to ya for leaving, right?" *He drew his thumb against his throat with a smirk* You're so dull, you truly believe any of you can --


-- were dressed similarly, expensive-looking suits, and both wearing stupid grins, she felt rage boil up looking at them* "Ya know what'll--


I'm not afraid of any of you. I left for a reason. All you have is arrogance. *Her harasser turned to the other who was beside him, they --


--eyes widened slightly, whipping around to face the source* I certainly haven't missed that. "Woulda thought you'd been outta here by now?"


*She was walking back towards her home when she heard a call behind her, from a loud male* "Oi, is that you, Mutt?" *Hearing the call her --


*Marcella takes a seat at a bus stop, feeling exhausted from her performance, too much to walk, instead waiting, humming to pass the time*


-- out a long sigh, not one of annoyance but just one of relief. She then sat back in her chair and watched the crowd around her*


*Still a bit worn out from her performance that evening, Marcella entered a bar and took a seat, ordering her favorite drink and letting --


*She carried a carefully wrapped package in her hands as she wandered back towards her apartment*


*She wandering along the streets in the shopping area, looking through windows with mild interest at what was inside*


*After her usual late performance she decides to stop for a small meal in a local diner, ordering a piece of cake*


*As she warmed up for a second performance she paced in an alleyway beside the theatre, her lovely voices echoing off the walls*


*She continued grinning to herself when the doors shut, giddy from a wonderful performance, she turned and started heading to the bus stop*


*Laughing, she burst out of the door of her theater, flowers occupying one hand and her other waving to cast mates, a sign of a good night*


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