tell_a_tale_mod (tell_a_tale_mod) wrote in tell_a_tale, @ 2007-07-26 01:04:00 |
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Original poster: _primaballerina
Who: Brooklyn and Billy
What: Spur of the moment visit
When: Forwarded to Elevenish on the 26th
Where: Brooklyns
Rating: At LEAST PG-13
Open?: No unles you have a good idea
Sitting in the massive chair near the window brooklyn curled her legs underneath her body, flipping through the magazine in her lap while casually glancing down at the street below. The most recent class in the studio below her had just gotten out, and thankfully she'd had time to cancel all the rest in which she was suppose to teach. Normally she didn't do that, but today was different, today there would be a guest that needed to be thoroughly entertained and she couldn't do that very well with a dozen ten year olds running around in tu-tus.
Her place was as clean as it was going to get, dishes had been done and all the clothes she had about the place were in the dresser instead of over the backs of chairs and piles in the corner. By no means was she a slob, but she didn't scour the place daily. That would just be a waste of time. Growing tired of the magazine she closed it and tossed it over to the table, eyes landing on the digital clock of the cable box before huffing softly and pushing herself up from the sitting position she'd been in. Padding across the living room into the dining room the fridge was opened and a beer extracted, the top being twisted off and tossed to the counter before going into the bedroom and looking at heself in the fully length mirror. "Shorts...shorts would be better..." So with that the drink was set to the side and off her long jeans went as she dug through the third drawer of her dresser for a new pair of bottoms that would match her top.