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Post by jeffreemarccollen on Feb 8, 2011 21:04:53 GMT -5
SHE SAID IT'S THREE AM and everybody else is fast asleep in bed
[/color] The cold February air stung at the boy's cheeks as he ever so nervously awaited his date's arrival. Thousands upon millions of terribly pessimistic thoughts swirled in his brain. This was crazy. It'd been weeks since he'd talked to the girl, and here he was, just randomly taking her out to dinner? The logic of the whole situation was rather flawed-yes, but he'd been dreadfully lonely. Maybe this would be a nice break from all the drama. He adorned a funny-little sweater-vest, with the sleeves neatly rolled up to the elbow. Just enough cover to retain warmth, and show-off his tats all at once. Sliding his hands deep into his pockets, Jeff casually swayed back and forth, allowing his anxiety to gnaw itself away. The girl that hopefully was well-on her way, just so happened to be everything he looked for in someone. Not that he was in love, but she did have something about her. She was pretty, of course, but that wasn't quite the thing that caught his keen eye. She seemed different Not a girl to just throw herself around guys, not one to seek out unneeded attention; just different. The challenge of getting her to take interest into him was almost too great; the very thing that allured him most. Not to mention she was Russian. A definite plus. AND I CAN'T SEEM TO FIND THE SWITCH to turn the lights off. even though I know I need to fall asleep.[/b] WORDS: 340 somethin OUTFIT: Green sweater vest *white under shirt thing* and black skinnies. COMMENTS: this is poop LYRICS: Goodnight Moon- HeyHiHello
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Post by kat on Feb 13, 2011 2:17:50 GMT -5
Kat sighed. She was getting ready for a big day. At least it was a big day in her mind. She had promised Jeffree that she would go out to town with him one day. That day happened to be this day. Since she had given him her number so that he could text her or call her when the day was she sighed. She knew that he would get pissed if she skipped out on it at the last minute. But she knew that her phobia was already acting up and she wasn’t even near him. She quickly got dressed and out on her coat before moving outside. She saw Jeffree and sighed. She shut her eyes and stopped walking. She didn’t want to do this, not today at least. Couldn’t she postpone it another few weeks? Of course not. That would lead to suspicions. They wanted her getting better, and this would prove that she wasn’t improving. She continued walking towards Jeffree until she was right near him. ”So where are we going?” she questioned quietly, her accent still rather thick. WORDS ;; 200ish STATUS ;; Finished TAGGED ;; Jeffree OUTFIT ;; hereNOTES ;;
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