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Post by Kaitlyn Wecht on Aug 23, 2016 12:44:54 GMT -6
[googlefont=Quicksand] bittersweet. Okay, you know what? Kat gets it. She's not there to be your princess or dream, she's there for a night of fun and to help you forget your problems. But the deal is that you make her feel wanted for the night you don't leave her stranded in the middle of the night to walk home. She was ready to punch someone or something, as she drug herself back home through the woods in a tight skirt and a tank top, and had lost her shoes somewhere along the way.
Literally, Kat would be crying if it weren't for the threat that someone could easily be out here and see her. At the very least she wouldn't let people see her cry, at least she'd pretend she enjoyed being the way she is. Not that she knew how to be anything else anyway. Sighing she finally saw the lights of some houses, and felt another surge of energy she didn't have.
She came up on one of the larger houses and knew it was her neighborhood. She quickly hopped the fence, and went into the backyard. Figuring no one was awake so that she'd just sneak through the backyard before heading back home. But, finally getting a moment's break, she sat down right there in the back yard, pulled out a pack of cigerettes and plopped one in her mouth and lit it up.
One before I have to head back home.
Despite everything, Kat's parents didn't actually know she is a troubled child and only ever paid attention to one thing, her grades, which were some of the best in school. So she was able to pretty much do what she wanted. Or whatever she was doing now. |
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I decided to plop her in your backyard oops. PHARAOH LEAP. |
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Post by ANGELO MOREAU on Aug 23, 2016 13:50:18 GMT -6
[attr="class","smdbody3"]Baby blue eyes snapped open at the sound of a silent alarm playing next to his head, shooting his hand towards the small device making the sound he quickly pulled it towards his blearily waking eyes. Swiping a finger on the screen of the phone, several boxes with one lighting up came up. Pressing a finger onto the red boxed picture, he watched to see as a figure sat down in his backyard and the faint glow of something being lit catching his attention. Pressing his lips together and locking the phone, the sector three agent pulled himself up from his bed and began stumbling his way towards his silk robe. Ripping it off the chair and wrapping himself in it to cover the silken pajamas he was wearing, he made his way towards his nightstand as he stuffed the phone into his robe pocket. Pulling the drawer and picking up a sig seur 225-A1 pistol and instantly pulling the mag out to check he opened the chamber look in before closing it and stuffing the magazine back in. Taking the safety off, he made his way out of his room. Stopping for a moment to place slippers onto his feet before leaving, he descended down the stairs and took a quick turn towards the back end of the house. Reaching for the side of the large glass door that led towards the backyard, he pushed on a button and instantly a seering bright light flooded the backyard. Squinting his eyes for a moment as he made his way out, he placed both hands on the gun and pointed it in the direction of the trespasser. " Hold it, don't move. Who are you? " Angelo spoke out with an authoritative voice, allowing a slight tremble in his voice to show. Blinking his blinded eyes, slowly the figure came into view and there sat in his backyard was just some skimpy dressed girl smoking a cigarette on his lawn. Pulling his gun back just a bit, he looked in confusion for a moment before his face flooded with shock. His mouth opening up and his gun being fully pulled back, pointed towards the sky with an air of unfamiliarity with it. " Oh no! I'm sorry. I thought you were something else. " | [attr="class","smdlyrics3"] strike [attr="class","mdlyric3"]me down [attr="class","giveitlyric3"]give it everything you've got |
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