Mandy Brocklehurst (mynameismandy) wrote in impetuousrpg, @ 2011-06-10 23:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | char: andrew kirke, char: mandy brocklehurst |
Who: Mandy and Drew
When: Friday Night
What: Talking/Snogging/Shagging probably.
Where: Drew's Flat
Status: In Progress
Rating: Lang. Adult stuffs
Mandy was fuming and she wasn't quite sure why. She knew that Drew had dated Alicia and that wasn't what was bothering her. It was... well honestly that he could date a Manchester United fan. The whole thing was absurd but it was ridiculous and easier to focus on then the more serious problems of her life. Of course, it'd been ages since she'd had a panic attack and it was all very odd, that. But Mandy wasn't one to normally get into it with people. Ever. She was easy-going and likeable but Alicia Spinnet just had the WORST possible taste in football teams and Mandy just couldn't believe anyone would willingly date a Manchester United fan. It was repulsive. Stomping around her flat, Mandy threw on a pair of sleep shorts and one of Drew's shirts. It smelled like him and she liked that. Wrinkling her nose, she pictured Alicia in one of his shirts and that made her rip it off and toss it on the balcony. Pulling on a tank top and her bedroom slippers, grabbing her wand, Mandy left her flat and disapperated, landed just outside his building. Mandy had an irrational fear of apperating into a piece of furniture that someone may have moved.
She was so frustrated. Life just wasn't going at all the way she planned and now she was fighting with Drew's best friend? Stomping up the stairs, ready to hex the next person that crossed her path, pout firmly in place, she uncerimoniously let herself in, bypassed Drew on the couch without saying anything and went straight to the kitchen, grabbed a beer and then came out, leaning against the door frame. Her eyes narrowed when she saw that stupid necklace he was always wearing. She wasn't the jealous type but right now? Right now Mandy wanted to rip that damn thing off his neck and toss it in the rubbish bin. Bloody bitch.
Setting her beer down, Mandy walked over, pushed Drew back and straddled him before kissing him deeply. Her tongue moved over his lips, sliding her hands up his chest, wanting to touch him. Alicia was not a better lay. Pulling back, she looked at him. "Hi," she said, leaning in to nip lightly at his bottom lip.