Mila stared at her laptop screen.
She sat on her bed, her back leaning on the wall. A yellow pillow cushioned the laptop from the underneath. It provided a barrier between its hot bottom case and her lap. Ginger curls framed her oval face. She wore a blue camisole and a pair of white shorts
Nothing popped up in the chat window
She squinted her jade green eyes. Her message clearly had the 'read' status. What kept the other party from replying? Curious, she checked out her own profile. She wondered if it left a bad impression of her.
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Name: Mila Clark
Age: 27
Education: Master's Degree
Occupation: Musical Composer
Bio: I'm a songwriter who dabbles in classical music, mixing the genre with modern song styles. I've travelled the world by playing the violin. After that adventure, I have opened a small music studio where I teach children several instruments.
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