Good Times
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Thread Topic: Good Times
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i look up and se a girl standing there. "oh? thank you. i often adore the fantasy genre and such." i get up and stick a peice of paper inside the book as a bookmark. "my name is jason. you?" i ask, holding out my hand.
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I stepped back a bit when the name stood. Damn he's pretty tall. I hide my astonishment and giggle a bit in response. "Yeah? I do too. Though I haven't got a chance to finish the series." I held on to his hand and shook it. "The name's Scarlet." I replied, then released my grip. "My my~ don't usually see men like you around these parts." He did seem pretty attractive.
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i blush slightly. "heh heh... yeah, i dont get out much... you know, school stuff... bleh..." i scratch the back of my hand in embarrasment. "so, uh, where are you heading?"
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I giggled a bit more. He's adorable! I don't see guys blush other neither. Where I was going? It didn't happen very often but I need to go the library to pick up some books for studying. I won't be caught there hopefully since my friends never go there, and wow I sure as hell can't be made out to be a nerd. "Library. A test is coming up and I definetly needa pass that." Usually I don't study and get pretty good grades, but this ones gonna be pretty damn hard.
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sorry. trying to find a charger .3.)
"really? cool. im gonna see if i can check out book two of this. it never hurts to be ahead of the game!" i say, lightly chuckling afterwards. -
i gotta go. sleepeh... night)
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I smile at him. Pff what a dork. But an adorable one. I wrap my arm around his. Didn't have much trouble getting a hold of it. "Well! Let's go to the library together, yes?" My tone was cheery. That doesn't happen often..
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(Anyone can join!)
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"Uh... Matilda. I'm Matilda." I blinked as the towel disappeared and not so subtly jerked my head towards the other people in the cafe, signaling that they could see. I was surprised a waitress hadn't come to clean up yet. I then noticed my bookbag, drenched with water and coffee. With a startled cry, I dumped it out. My diary was waterlogged and torn up, my laptop was okay but glitching and flickering, and my once purple bag was now brown. I frantically tried to wipe everything off but it was no use. Life sucks. I grabbed more napkins as I worked, knowing it was futile but still trying anyway. The chandelier started to swing in my frustration, growing faster and faster as I grew more frantic and frantic.
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Phiona:
I walked in to the shop.i looked at them in confusion because it seems like they were all causing a commotion. I not very well around people, but my ghost friend is telling me to continue what I was doing and ignore them. My head nodded slightly and I continue to enter the coffee shop. I didn't want to give any contact so I'm looking down to the ground as I walk, it not the best idea but I'm sure I can make it to the counter. But instead. I bumped in to someone. A guy with some white hoodie. -
I look up at the girl who bumps into Chance, still trying to fix my bag and it's contents. "Oh great... welcome to the party..." I mumble, throwing my ruined bag on the table with a sigh. I look up at the chandelier and throw my arms up to stop it just in time. I almost let my emotions get the best of me. "I swear, everyone here is insanely clumsy." I say with a hint of cockiness in my voice, surprising even myself. I'm not really the type to make smart remarks, especially in such a state of confusion and nervousness. My shyness usually doubles.
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(Should I make a male character as well? I think we need more guy charries. There are like 5 girls and 2 guys.)
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Yeeah
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Name: Evan
Age: 17
Personality: quiet, always prepared, romantic, serious, nerdy.
Backstory: parents were both abusive, he ran away at age 14.
Other: he's a hobo yee~
I did this in like 5 minutes so it might not be that good but~ -
"Ah! S-sorry!" I apologize quickly and walk to the counter, ignoring anything else thy was said back there. My ghost friend looked at the menu for me and tells me what's there so I don't have to make much eye contact with the cashier. "U-um, can I have an iced caramel mocha with whipped cream and a chocolate muffin?" The chaser responded in a cheerful way and gave me my recite with the number on it so I can sit down and wait for my order. I walk to an empty table by the window and wait.
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