Bianca Syme (thetruthhurts) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2013-01-08 19:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-09-22, bianca, emyli |
in the zone where the beat is uncontrolled
Who: Bianca and Emyli
Where: Emyli's trailer
When: Right after this
Warning: NSFW
Bianca had never been in a trailer park before and yes, that was at the forefront of her mind as she pulled to a stop along the curb in front of what she was hoping turned out to be Emyli's trailer. Because otherwise she was going to be showing up after midnight at a place belonging to someone she did not even know. At least she was dressed pretty normally. Underneath was a little different, yeah, but no one would be able to tell that just by looking at her. Bianca did not do dressed up. The last time she had had been that party she had let K-lee drag her too. Okay, that had turned out to be a really, really good idea, but the point still stood that she did not dress up and like hell she was going to comb through her closet in an attempt to find something "nice" when it was - again - after midnight and she was in the trailer park. The apartment she lived in may not have been the classiest, but Bianca had opted for it over the trailer park for the simple reason of "I don't want to live in a trailer". She was either going to have to try to keep a lid on her mentality that it was the worst place to live other than her parent's house or hope that Emyli just would not give a damn.
Not that it mattered. Seriously, why would it matter? Emyli was the one who had texted her and they had talked enough for the blonde to have a basic idea of what sort of person Bianca was. Like she had said in that one text, two of their meetings had been what a lot of people would consider disturbing. Emyli had just rolled with it. And it had been awhile since Bianca had gone home with anyone. She had thought for a bit that she might with that Nic-guy, just to mess a little harder with his head, but no the idea of sleeping with the guy who had told her that she was going to die before she hit forty made her skin crawl. Oh and Kendal. She was going to have to remember to text the Hathaway and see if she had given into liver failure yet. But right now... turning off the car, Bianca checked twice to make sure the doors were locked before she headed up. Of course there were stairs. She was going to have to remember that there were stairs for later if she had any of that whiskey Emyli had mentioned. Last thing that she needed to do was face-plant and bleed black all over the place.
It was one thing to know her eyes went black; it was a completely different one to see black blood spilling out onto the ground.
Tucking her hair back and checking just to make sure that her shirt was hanging straight, and making sure to not even brush the couch she had been told to avoid, Bianca knocked on the door. The young necromancer did not even have time to stick her hands in her pockets to keep them from getting cold before the door flew open to reveal - yes that was definitely Emyli. "Oh hey, you're wearing pants." One corner of Bianca's mouth had tugged up in a smirk the second she saw what the blonde was wearing. "Color me shocked."