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Post by RORY ANGEL MORGAN on Jan 10, 2011 15:06:28 GMT 8
t h e r e ' s a d r u m m i n g n o i s e i n s i d e m y h e a d t h a t s t a r t s w h e n y( s w e e t e r t h a n h e a v e n )o u ' r e a r o u n d , s w e a r t h a t y o u c o u l d h e a r i t i t m a k e s s u c h a n a- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/font][/size][/center] Rory had today off from school. It was break after all. She hadn't done barely anything except work. Rory never really had time for a social life. And so when the girl wanted to go shopping? She went alone. Rory never had a lot of options there. People from her church were nice, but they were all older. As for the girls at school? They didn't particularly get her. Not that this bothered her. Rory liked herself, and she knew God loved her. And that was enough.
Today was no ordinary day at the mall for her though. She was bra shopping today. She hadn't been in a while, and her undergarments were beginning to look a little grim. She didn't need anything fancy, but something to support herself, and make it through another six months.. or a year. She found herself buying the plain ones, black, white, and nude bra and underwear. After leaving the store, she bumped into a young man and blushed profusely. "I'm so sorry" She said mortified.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/font][/size][/center] i sincerely hope that SEBASTIAN replies, otherwise this is a waste of I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW MANY words. it was made by q u i n n i e t h e p o o h. well, kids, we've quoted d r u m m i n g n o i s e b y f l o r e n c e a n d t h e m a c h i n e. and SORRY ITS NOT THE GREATEST. I'M IN A RUSH AND WANTED TO PUT OUT SOMETHING CAUSE I LOVE THIS SO MUCH..
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Post by SEBASTIAN ADAM MCALISTER on Jan 11, 2011 18:16:43 GMT 8
WILL PRETTIFY THIS LATER, I PROMISE!!! Sebastian needed cigarettes. The past two hours he had felt the almost killing addiction feeling and once in a while small shivers went down his spine. It was almost like watching an alcoholic not having drunk for the like half an fucking hour. But at least his was only in shivers and not a constant shaking all over his body. If that had been the case, then he wouldn’t go out, he would rather stay inside and feeling like he is drying than walking out looking like an alcoholic out for a refill. He checked for the money in his pocket with a smile in the corner of his lips. Ohh, how it would feel to get that lovely smoke hanging around him again, he almost couldn’t wait. It wasn’t like this very often, he normally didn’t get shivers or felt an addiction to smoking like this, but today when it had been five days since his last ‘trip’ and 24 hours since his past drink, he needed one of his addictions to get fulfilled and he took the easiest one to fulfill first.
He cursed to himself when he entered the rather big shopping center. Why didn’t they have a fucking tank station that was closer to his apartment than the fucking shopping mall? He knew exactly where he was going, he knew the mall like his fucking back pocket, both in and out, so he moved around the benches, trashcans and random fucking trees as if he was on autopilot and he turned into the store and asked for the prince cigarettes, without anything else but a smile on his face. He paid and quickly moved outside. It was that time of day where loads of people were starting to come and it was only by luck that he hadn’t bumped into people on his way to the shop, it was first now, when he was on his way home that he bumped into a pretty blonde girl.
He woke up just as he hit her and because of his quick reaction time then he hurried to reach out for her, fully knowing that they either both would fall or they both would be standing. And just as he had hoped for, then they were still standing when he caught her wrist and pulled her towards him, so she all of the sudden was closer than expected. He smiled though, almost laughed into her face before he pushed her a bit back from himself, ”Oh, well, hello!” he said, hearing the pack of cigarettes calling on him, but he stayed, he just bumped into a pretty girl, it wasn’t time for him to go just yet, he should at least introduce himself to her, ”I’m sorry,”
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