Jeanne Fránçaix (fleur_de_glorie) wrote in marinasylum, @ 2011-05-27 02:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | conrad weller, jeanne francaix |
[Dream Post]
It's a beautiful night. Jeanne is in the drivers seat of the blue convertible as you both cruise down along the highway. The canvas top is pulled down to let the summer air in. She's wearing her hair longer, now; with waves instead of curls or rolls in it. Her outfit is colorful, as usual, with the blue tie-die shirt hanging just low enough to cover the edge of her shorts.
What was the plan, tonight? Pull up to the local drive-thru theater and catch a late night showing, with an empty parking lot? Or maybe find a back-roads diner for a midnight milkshake. Perhaps she'll just steer on over to that cliff-side parking lot, switch off the lights and you both can watch the stars together.
Whatever the destination, it should be pretty clear what Jeanne's plan is. The music on the radio is pumpin', her lips are painted, and she just can't help but sneak over more glances your way than should be allowed while driving.
The night is hers, and so are you.
((ooc: Open to existing CR! Does not have to be significant CR. Not sure what direction this will take with all parties, but the above destination that you pick will affect the outcome. If you're unsure about something, hit me up on her contact post. Consider this a warning for potential sexy-times~))