Now put your hands up -open-

[marrissajones]

*I'M NOT GONNA WRITE YOU A LOVE SONG
because you asked for it*

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Marissa yawned heavily as she stepped out her shower, wrapping a towel around her and trapping into her shared dorm. She was glad, for a moment, that Justin was out. She loved sharing a dorm with the boy but was pretty sure he might have a heart attack seeing her in merely a towel that was hardly long enough to cover anything other then her torso. A slight smile played on her lips as she rummaged through her wardrobe, picking out her work uniform. It was a saturday which meant work day for her. She loved working in an arcade, it was honestly the most fun ever. She could always find someone to mooch money off of.

Her uniform was .. well it wasn't really much of a uniform. She had skinny black jeans on, blue dolly shoes and a beanie hat. The only uniform thing she was wearing was the pale blue work shirt that was mandatory, unfortunately. She grabbed her phone, work card and purse before walking out the dorm, locking it behind her. She hated how early she had to wake up on a saturday, especially since last night she'd been down the club with friends until at least three in the morning. She knew tonight would undoubtedly be no different, she'd find someone to go have fun with. She always did.

Stifling another yawn, she shivered slightly as she stepped out into the cold. She hated winter with a passion, especially how cold it always was. She wasn't sure what else she expected though, England always seemed to be freezing in the winter .. it also seemed to be freezing in the summer to. She hoped to move to America one day, or maybe Australia. Somewhere nice and warm where she could get pretty pictures. For now though she was stuck here with a rather boring job and another six years of college .. unless she quit. That was always a possibility. She could be a drop out although the prospect of that didn't sound all to appealing really. Her parents would kick her out the house without another thought and then she'd be really screwed, wouldn't she.

She waited a few moments but when her ride didn't appear she realised she was going to have to walk. Oh joy. She made the walk quick and was thankful that the dorms were rather close to the arcade. As soon as she stepped into the building she sighed with relief, signing in and hanging her coat and bag up in the locker room. It was reasonably quiet although that wasn't to surprising. She knew by lunch time she'd have a whole load of idiotic teens to deal with. Taking her place at the counter, she slumped in her chair, resting her head on her hands and staring blankly at the door in front of her, listening to the sound of the machines.

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&&TAGGED - openn!
&&WORDS - 482
&&LYRICS - sara bareilles 'love song'
&&NOTES - 'ello

[nixon]

_{THIS IS A LESSON IN PROCRASTINATION}

( I kill myself because I'm so frustrated

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reyna woke up with a major hangover. she was shocked because she didn't even drink that much. but it was her fate, because she was always out partying. people thought that she would learn her lesson, but she never did, and she probably never will. but when she woke up this morning she looked next to her and didn't regret a thing. he was cute, and he had that whole v thing going on his back, it was very nice. but, he wasn't really her type, he was just a college kid with some dream of becoming a doctor, she didn't like people who had direction, it made her look bad. he was also a blonde, and she didn't look good next to blondes, they made her look a little preppy. he was still pretty good, full of energy.

but as she rolled out of the bed in his apartment she didn't feel like even saying goodbye, it wasn't worth it. she shoved her shorts back on her body along with her bra. she was going to put a shirt on, but it had a huge stain on it, so it wasn't worth it. she shoved it into her bag which was all the way across the room. she somehow found her heels with were scattered across the room. she looked like a disgruntled mess, but she was anyway. and as she stumbled out of the apartment his roommate gave her a really strange look, but she didn't care, she knew he thought rey was hot.

reyna started her way to the arcade where issy was working. she couldn't go to her apartment because her roommate was probably still asleep, so she had a few hours to kill. rey got a lot of honks and wolf whistles by guys, even a few money offers, but she just smiled and kept walking, she could care less about those idiots. the arcade wasn't far away and when she reached it she loved the sound of all the machines. she walked in and tripped flat out on the rug. she could feel her face pounding onto the ground and it just made her headache worse. and within two seconds she was puking up her guts all over the rug. when she finished she just walked off and ignored all the disgusted looks. she sat on top of the counter next to issy, "so, how are you today?"

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WORDS! 409
OUTFIT! click!
NOTES! haha, rey is a mess!
INSPIRATION! duran duran
TEMPLATE CREDIT! Arro @ Caution 2.0
PICTURE CREDIT! ME!
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[marrissajones]

*I'M NOT GONNA WRITE YOU A LOVE SONG
because you asked for it*

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Issy whistled quietly to herself as she stared blankly at the door. When she saw the arrival of her friend she blinked a few times before laughing. Typical, the girl wasn't even fully dressed yet she'd braved the outside even though it was winter. In fact, Reyna might as well of just come naked she was that under dressed and she could practically hear the thoughts that were running through every males head at the exact moment. Shaking her head she rolled her eyes quietly, knowing Rey would walk right in here and act like everything was utterly normal. Obviously it was perfectly ordinary to walk around in a bra and shorts. Maybe for her friend it was and she was guessing the males and possibly some females weren't minding the show but surely it was illegal to walk around like that?

Reyna stumbled in and Issy bit back another laugh as the girl threw up all over the floor. "Mike, clean that up would ya?" She asked the rather shy, small kid that was standing nervously in the corner looking very confused. He was new here apparently. Most of the employees were used to Issy's friends and their erratic behavior. The boy nodded nervously and ran off as Reyna stood up, completely ignoring the mess she'd made and making her way over to Issy. The costumers looked horrified but Issy was laughing still. That was just typical Reyna. "Well, i'm fine .. not sure about everyone else though. You could of at least gotten properly dressed before leaving the house." Issy teased lightly with a smile but really, she couldn't care less. She knew how likely it was that Rey had actually gotten home. In fact, they'd been at the same party and she was pretty sure she'd seen her friend walk out with some guy. Another one night stand no doubt, she didn't have a clue how Rey did it.

"Are you alright? I mean, apart from the fact you just threw up in the store." The girl asked with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. It occured to her that this, to anyone else, would seem utterly insane. Most people hated her talking to Rey because she was a 'bad influence'. Issy supposed they were right, when your friend turns up looking like Reyna was looking that tended to make people worry but Marissa was used to it and she like Rey's attitude. Yeah, so what that the girl was in to drugs? It didn't matter that much really .. Issy wasn't going to start that up. She just liked the girls company and there was nothing wrong with that. "Would you like me to get one of my work shorts Rey. Yanno, before the boys start drooling on the floor?" Issy asked, nodding her head casually in the direction of a few teens that seemed to be in a complete daze, staring at Reyna. Honestly, it was like all boys had a one track mind.

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&&TAGGED - reyna/openn!
&&WORDS - 497
&&LYRICS - sara bareilles 'love song'
&&NOTES - ahaa xD she is indeed :P