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    Donovan sighed loudly, running a hand through his spiked, bleached blonde hair. His emerald green eyes closed in annoyance and bit his lower lip, careful to avoid the area where his lip ring protruded. His muscular arms where laced with tattoos, one arm a sleeve and the other a collection. He wore a black tank top that revealed some of his chest, showing off two tattoos that were right below his collar bones. It was a yin-yang that was ripped apart, one one side the white yin that was covered with ice, the other the black yang that was on fire. His camo cargo pants sagged just above too low, showing his black, Abercrombie boxers. "This is bullsh*t." He mumbled, fumbling with his eyebrow ring.

    Ester arrived wearing a big orange jumpsuit half way and is wearing a bathing suit underneath. Donovan looks at her and is surprised to see such a beautiful woman. Why is she here? Esther has a marylin montoe look to her, only with darker skin. It looks as though everyone would jump all over her because she has beautiful olive hair and her fair skin completion. She rolls her eyes in result to Cutrtis coming up & stating at her like she is a price of meat. Esther finds a table outside to lay on and wait for the probation worker to come and give orders.