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emyli parker is addicted (rudeandcrude) wrote in light_of_may,
@ 2012-03-09 13:24:00

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2009-09-02, emyli, lotti

It starts out easy, something simple, something sleazy
WHO | Emyli & Lotti
WHERE | Mall
WHEN | Afternoonish

This rain could really stop at any time now. Emyli's quota on the rain? Had already been met and washed away. Now how was a girl supposed to enjoy what was left of her summer if it just rained every single day? Fall was just a few weeks away and then winter was right behind it. She wasn't one who usually used her sense of foresight -- unless it came to whether or not she'd be making a trip to the ABC store in the near future -- but winter meant layers. Sweaters and coats and galoshes that just weren't as... ey-ecatching as the clothes she wore during the summer. As much as she hated the rain, the dream eater didn't let the precipitation stop her from wearing whatever the hell she wanted to. And today? It was a bright yellow tank top that was sticking to her with how wet it was, leaving very little to the imagination of any onlookers, and a pair of shorts with platform shoes. That's right. Go ahead and stare.

Humming to herself, Emyli didn't even mind that she was dripping water on the floor of the department store, although the clerks certainly did. The looks they kept giving her as she browsed through the racks of clothing were really starting to grate on her nerves. "You know, you should be thanking me. Because if I were to steal something, then you'd have a trail of water to follow. So how about you quit staring and get back to zoning into space and thinking you're better than the people in here? Thanks." Emyli rolled her eyes and turned her back to the clerk, inspecting the earrings that were hanging on the rotating display.

"Can't believe people in this place. Act like they haven't ever seen someone without an umbrella or something." No, she really knew why they were staring, but she was curious to know if the young girl next to her would dare point that out. She liked testing out people's reactions about as much as she liked shopping -- and that was a lot.

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optimismrules
2012-03-30 09:21 pm UTC (link)

Today it was raining, again. Lotti did not so much mind the rain, but she happened to not like the way it seemed to drag everyone's moods down into the dumps. Everyone's mood except hers of course. Lotti was generally just the cheerful sort of person, and the weather was not really able to phase her as much as some people. Plus, it was an excuse to go to the mall and just look around -- if she had to be indoors, at least she would be having fun! She'd gotten permission to go by herself, which had been a hard thing to do, seeing as her left arm was still very much broken. She assured her mother that emergencies were what cell phones were for and that she would call if she needed anything. After that hurdle was jumped, the next has been the driving part, wherein she'd had to at least ask her mother for a ride. Did that make her childish? Lotti did not think so, and if it did, then she always could just say that she was not stupid enough to drive in the rain with one of her arms in a cast. That was just not smart, in every way.

The mall was always packed with people, and even more so seeing as everyone had fled indoors from the rain. Still, it was interesting to pick up on people's scents and how the rain changed it ever so slightly. Still, Lotti couldn't resist moving closer to a girl who smelled very faintly of cat. She couldn't understand if the girl simply owned a cat and hugged them all the time or what. She didn't smell exactly like a were, so that left Lotti feeling curious. Would it be rude of her to ask why this girl smelled of cat? Still, when the girl addressed the way that the clerks were staring at her, Lotti couldn't help but giggle a little bit. Taking in the way the stranger looked, Lotti tilted her head to the side at what she said. "You know, they're probably just jealous that they can't pull off the wet look quite so well." What? It was true, and Lotti meant it as a compliment. She didn't like girls that way, but she could see how guys would find her attractive. "And umbrellas are overrated anyway, a little rain never hurt anybody." Lotti flashed a winning smile. Though, she probably felt that way seeing as she had run in from the car and barely had much in the way of raindrops on her hoodie. Her hair was a bit damp, but that was really it.

"It's still rude of them, but people can be like that." The matter-of-fact way that Lotti stated that part did nothing to dampen the smile on her face.

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rudeandcrude
2012-04-06 09:53 pm UTC (link)

Emyli's lips went from the scowl she had pushed forward for the employees to an easy smile when the girl reacted so cheerfully. "I'm inclined to agree with you, cupcake. Jealousy motivates a lot of people to be asshats, so it definitely makes sense." Her smile was playful and it was amplified by the twinkle in her grey eyes. Looking down at the girl, she tried to place her; she looked like a high school student, that was for sure. Beyond that, the girl looked too sweet for her own good, which was something Emyli never understood, but always liked to test. The sweet people were always the most amusing when they were under duress. But most of the time, they would be standing there, jaw agape in regards to her outfit... this girl was not. Cool points for cupcake.

"So, you got a name or can I just keep calling you cupcake?" She moved her gaze from the girl back to the clerks and her grin easily transitioned from easy going to smug. If it didn't require so much effort, she would have even stuck her tongue out at them, as if to say 'See there? Somebody's nice to me.' When the employees forced themselves to look away, she returned her attention to the earrings on the rack. Now that they were avoiding looking at her, she could effortlessly pocket a pair without arousing suspicion. Maybe it would be something to appall sweetums here. The real question was, what pair did she want the most and what pair was she willing to pay for. That was always a good distraction. "What brings a treat like you out in this weather?" Emyli lay it on thick? Please. If it were any thicker, she would be swimming in Crisco.

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