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Post by ROXANNA SKYLER MOXIE, on Jul 4, 2011 9:40:21 GMT -5
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"What can I get-"
[/i][/size] "Latte. Caramel. Medium."Roxie was lost. Roxie had been lost since she returned from her little vacation with Calico. At the time it seemed like everything was going to go back to normal, but upon returning to the tour, something stirred in her like a frightened animal locked in a cage. Looking at all the faces of her bandmates and crew was like people poking that animal with sticks and it made her afraid. Seeing Sonny comforted the animal in a strange way. She knew she was supposed to hate him, and she probably did. But Roxie wanted to be closer to him. She didn't understand why. So when she wasn't flirting with some new random on the tour or dosing herself up with ecstasy she ran away. She made a chore of memorizing the pattern of every city they stopped in. First Maine, for the short time they were there upon her return, now Philadelphia. Philly was kind of a dirty city and didn't have the charm that New York did, but it had streets and playgrounds and alleyways for her to get lost in. So she did. It started early in the morning when she finally gave up on sleeping after a night of rolling. She jumped in the shower to freshen up, then hit the streets, walking a new path every day. Today her path brought her to a small park outside of a breakfast cafe, so she bought a latte and settled down on a bench, watching the sun rise over the lazy traffic. She didn't expect any company, so she simply popped in her headphones and blocked everything out. Occasionally she wondered when she'd snap back to reality, but she never came up with an answer. The thing to think about today was the fact that she had hooked up with Lucky. Roxie didn't even know why it had happened, but she was okay with it- yet at the same time she was terrified. She knew full well that she was in love with Brodee, but Lucky had always managed to wedge his foot into the door as far as her concern went. She'd always have a soft spot for Lucky, but what had this soft spot turned into now? Leaning back on the bench, she sipped her coffee and watched the sun come up over the horizon.[/color][/color] [/size][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Taglucky[/color] Outfitthis[/i][/color] Words540[/i][/color] Credit?![/i][/color] HeatherLynsey?![/center] |
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Post by LUCKY TYLER BLACK, on Aug 31, 2011 21:46:44 GMT -5
Lucky wasn’t out for a stroll. He was out getting booze for him and Venom. Yes, that is what they do on their nights so a days. They drink all night until they run out, and then they go get more. Lucky was decently buzzed at the moment, and walking back to the busses with a large bottle of gin under one arm. He was mostly getting Venom so wasted to make him chill out about the Roxie thing, which yes, was a mistake. But they weren’t together then, so Venom would get over it.
It wasn’t long until Lucky actually spotted Roxie sitting on a bench, alone, looking like such a little emo kid. He chuckled to himself. Lucky liked Roxie, sure, she was hot. That was about as deep as those feelings ran. She was a cool girl and he could hang out with her, but honestly he didn’t listen to half the sassy shit she spat out. He was distracted by her tits. But she looked sad and Lucky did kind of feel bad about what happened.
He walked over slowly and sat down next to her. Poking her arm gently and offering the bottle of gin. “You look like you need it.” That was Lucky’s answer for sad girls. Get the them drunk. That was usually followed by ‘and then fuck them’ but Lucky was being a tamed boy right now. Also he didn’t want Brodee to beat his face in. Though the blowjob ending was fantastic. Lucky pushed the dirty thoughts about Brodee to the back of his head, and went back to comforting Roxie.
“Hey, Roxie” he said, obviously having no idea how to start such a conversation. “How are things?” Dumb questions, he was a very aware. But he didn’t mean to ruin her and Brodee’s relationship if he did. Lucky just wanted sex, and fun. Especially on those rare times that he wasn’t with Venom. Now, of course he would keep his distance.
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Post by ROXANNA SKYLER MOXIE, on Aug 31, 2011 22:08:03 GMT -5
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"What can I get-"
[/i][/size] "Latte. Caramel. Medium."Roxie was completely oblivious to the sound of footsteps approaching until she saw someone sit next to her, then felt something gently nudge her arm. Pulling a headphone out, she looked up to see Lucky and a bottle of gin greeting her. "You look like you need it,"[/i][/size] he said, and she half shrugged and half nodded, taking the gin from him and uncapping it. "Yeah, you could be right." she replied, taking a few decent gulps before handing it back to him. She wiped her mouth with a bitter expression. What a strange turn of fate that had brought Lucky to her bench. Roxie almost laughed out loud. This whole scenario could go two ways. One, it could be really awkward and they could not accomplish anything, or- the more likely option- it would pass as nothing between Roxie and Lucky. Predictable. "How are things?"[/i][/size] he asked only moments later, and Roxie smirked back. "Oh y'know, getting away with murder and all that,"[/size] she replied with an almost playful shrug. "How are they for you?"[/size][/b] She was surprised to see him out and about since he and Venom were back together- Roxie expected the latter to be twice as hypersensitive as he usually was. Thankfully in light of the fact that Brodee had given Lucky head, Roxie got off with only a mere slap on the wrist- and boy did she know it. .[/color][/color] [/size][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Taglucky[/color] Outfitthis[/i][/color] Words540[/i][/color] Credit?![/i][/color] HeatherLynsey?![/center] |
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