lexiwilson (lexiwilson) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-11-15 23:16:00 |
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Current mood: | amused |
Entry tags: | lexi wilson, place: la, stephanie whitmore |
Baby, it's cold outside
WHO: Lexi OT Steph
WHEN: Monday evening
WHERE: Chez Lexi
Lexi carefully unwrapped her grandmother's coat from its plastic sleeve. She'd gotten it out of storage just this morning. It was knee-length, it was something like fifty years old, and it smelled stronger than any leather and a little more exotic than that ... she could never quite put her finger on how it was different, but she could pick out this coat in a dark closet with both hands behind her back.
It would be stupid to wear it just anywhere on the street in Los Angeles. Some PETA freak would splash it with red paint or something equally heinous, Lexi would end up in jail for assault or homicide, it would be bad. But there was sure to be some industry event she could wear it to this winter.
She pulled the collar closer and got a look in the mirror near her amplifier stack. "There's no way in hell I could play in this thing," she decided, and laughed a little.
Or could she ... ?
And this is why, when Steph got home, Lexi was attempting to play guitar in a full-length, antique mink coat. The results were ... well ... muffled, inaccurate, and continuously interrupted as Lexi stopped playing to laugh.