emyli parker is addicted (rudeandcrude) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2012-05-17 16:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-09-08, daisy, emyli |
the truth may vary
WHO | Emyli & Daisy
WHERE | Middle of the street
WHEN | Early afternoon
Like every other day, morning had arrived far too early for Emyli's taste. Funny as it was though, she had managed to wake up in her own worn down bed rather than someone else's. That happened once or twice a month, and today was the first of the month. Which meant that she could wake up when she wanted and had all of her clothes near by so she could choose whatever outfit she wanted to wear. That had to be her favorite part about staying home. She'd roll out of the bed a little past 12 (if she was feeling productive), she'd shower for no less than an hour, and then she'd dump out the drawers of her dresser before piecing together whatever ensemble she was in the mood for. Which was how today had started and resulted in obnoxiously bright shorts and a zip up top. She didn't have to work... or at least she didn't think she did, so she nabbed up a wallet and headed out into town. She could hit up the grocery store for a few snacks. Or maybe even the mall. She could always use some more jewelry. Wherever she decided to go, she would rejoice in the shocked expressions and the hushed whispers as she passed by families and old women. She was content to stay wrapped up in her own head space. That is, until she saw a woman passing by with an outfit that just delighted her altogether. "Hey," She called, sidling up next to the blonde girl. "You've got quite some taste. Mind if I ask where you got that?" |