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Post by Lezzi on May 19, 2011 16:49:02 GMT -5
Brody-Allen scratched the back of his head, making his short brown hair even messier than what it was before. Rubbing his eyes, he straightened out his outfit and headed over to get some Pain Killers. His head was throbbing from the party last night. "Ugh, they gotta have a drug store somewhere around this place." He put his hands in his pockets and sighed, starting his search for a drug store or somewhere with Advil.
After he picked up some medicine and flushed the pills down wih some Coke, he headed over to the Entertainment District to see if he could find anything interesting to do today before he headed out to his buddy's house to help set up for a different party. Winking at any girl he saw, he grinned, lad he could have an affect on them this early in the day. Er...1;15 actually he thought to himself, glancing at his watch. He ran his fingers through his hair again, suddenly getting distracted by a brunette checking him out. He grinning again, not watching where he was walking and running into another babe. "Ah...sorry didn't see you..."
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Post by ♔ love, lillie on May 20, 2011 0:20:45 GMT -5
Shopping. What better to do with a lazy Saturday afternoon? Charlotte couldn't find an answer to that question. She absolutely loved shopping since she loved looking her best, and you can't look that good without a vast wardrobe of designer clothes. Deciding that it was more sensible to arrive at an earlier time to avoid crowds, Charlotte had left her house around 10:30 to go shopping and was finally wrapping up her shopping spree. It wasn't difficult waking up, considering that her night was ended early because there wasn't anything on her agenda. Word had reached her about a party, but she didn't know anyone in town and didn't feel like going all alone.
Although every girl enjoys being at the mall, she had had enough for the day. What was next? Headed for the main entrance of the mall, an idea popped into her head. A movie. That'd be perfect. The more she thought about it, the more she persuaded herself to visit the entertainment district. Her craving for buttered popcorn was also pretty appealing. Walking down the sidewalk to the theatre, Charlotte strutted past bystanders, staring down other girls and giving men sultry glances. Cat calls could be heard from her male audience and harsh whispers and worlds flowed from the mouths of envious girls. But nothing phazed her, she simply kept walking, that is, until someone bumped into the back of her.
Catching herself, Charlotte grew tense and her jaw was clenched. She was furious. What idiot had the nerve to almost knock her over? "Who the hell do you think you-?" She exclaimed, whipping her body around to face her attacker. When her eyes met the face of the person who had bumped into her, the expression on her face and tone of voice changed instantly. It was a boy who appeared to be around her age and he was very cute. "Oh, sorry about that." She half-hearted laughed, yet a trace of a smile could be spotted on her face. Her mind was already made; she wanted him. He was her next 'victim'.
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Post by Lezzi on May 20, 2011 14:26:43 GMT -5
Brody-Allen sighed when the girl had started off yelling at him, trying to think of something to say so she wouldn't continue o go off on him. He didn't have to think long though when she suddenly switched to happy and apologetic. Damn I knew I had a tight effect on chicks, but I didn't know it was that tight. He quickly pulled away from his puzzled thoughts and put on a charming grin, waving her apology off. "Nah it's fine, I should have been watching what was in front of me. I'm sure I would've made a better impression by running into the front of you though." He winked trying to be smooth.
He looked her over quickly, so she couldn't tell, and he kept himself from whistling. She was good looking all right, and she looked like she was his age. Almost more than the cutie he'd tried flirting with last night. Running his fingers quickly through his hair, he gave another charmed grin, putting his hands in his pockets. "I'm Brody-Allen. It's quiet a pleasure to have run into you." He chuckled shortly, trying to be smooth with his words.
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