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smash_logs2008-11-29 10:48 pm
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Time to crush me some souls.
Characters: Tubba Blubba, Nyx, sorta-not-really Char he's kinda lurking.
What: Breakin' some hearts.
Where: A cafe outside of school.
When: Backdated- thursday, 27th. After AWfag thanksgiving.
Rating: pg-13. Nyx is involved.
Nyx waited outside the cafe she'd told Tubba to meet her at- not as herself, of course, otherwise, the poor bastard would never agree, but nonetheless, she waited there for him- at least 20 minutes earlier than the alotted time set- she had to have time to leave the school and not make it obvious who she was, not to mention, hide Charmeleon some place he wouldn't be seen.
Either way, now she sat at one of the tables outside the cafe, slowly sipping her drink, and thinking about how much of a complete whore she must have looked- how on earth did Rawk Hawk ever wear this dress?
...
Oh, right.
Rawk Hawk.
She smirked, glancing back in the direction of the school through a curtain of now-blond hair, and waited for what she was sure was going to make this whole dreary, boring month worthwhile.
What: Breakin' some hearts.
Where: A cafe outside of school.
When: Backdated- thursday, 27th. After AWfag thanksgiving.
Rating: pg-13. Nyx is involved.
Nyx waited outside the cafe she'd told Tubba to meet her at- not as herself, of course, otherwise, the poor bastard would never agree, but nonetheless, she waited there for him- at least 20 minutes earlier than the alotted time set- she had to have time to leave the school and not make it obvious who she was, not to mention, hide Charmeleon some place he wouldn't be seen.
Either way, now she sat at one of the tables outside the cafe, slowly sipping her drink, and thinking about how much of a complete whore she must have looked- how on earth did Rawk Hawk ever wear this dress?
...
Oh, right.
Rawk Hawk.
She smirked, glancing back in the direction of the school through a curtain of now-blond hair, and waited for what she was sure was going to make this whole dreary, boring month worthwhile.