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Nov 24, 2011 02:26PM
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((Is it okay to say that my charrie has been living here for a while or do I have to start where I first arrive?))
((Thanks))
Sunday walked down the hall in her pajamas into the kitchen, tired. She grabbed a cup and poured herself some coffee, taking a seat.
Sunday walked down the hall in her pajamas into the kitchen, tired. She grabbed a cup and poured herself some coffee, taking a seat.
(Who works here?)
((Ahhhhh!!! THANK YOU!!!
Who wants to rp with me?))
Who wants to rp with me?))
(I don't have a Shadowhunter...)
Noor *I will always be a Spartan at heart* wrote: "((anyone can enter the Institute with the invitation of a Shadowhunter except vampires since the Institution is a church))"(Who would invite her?)
((Well. You guys should make some!))
Noor *I will always be a Spartan at heart* wrote: "((you guys can RP at Taki's))"(I'll do that...)
((Ah, have fun!
And btw Noor, I LUVED those Magnus Pictures. haha))
And btw Noor, I LUVED those Magnus Pictures. haha))
((Haha, I know of no one! Lol. Hes just so adorable!!! GAH, I want him to be my best friend!!!))
((Omg, hes like...To be honest, When he was first introduced I wouldve never thought hed be gay. But thats just me...
Hes adorable. I liked him before I liked Magnus. But, now they are just kinda equal.))
Hes adorable. I liked him before I liked Magnus. But, now they are just kinda equal.))
Sunday took a sip, burning her tongue. "Youch...Bastard hot liquid..." She mumbled under her breath as she dumped the rest of it down the sink.
Rose walks in the front door sighing.
She turned back to the coffee machine and placed the jar (is that what you call it? Lol) back in its proper spot. She looked down to her hand, which had turned a nasty shade of red from accidental spillage when she had dumped it out. "Ugh...."
She walks into the kitchen and drops her purse on the table. "Coffee done?"
Sunday looked up. "Sure. In about 20 minutes!" She rolled her eyes and went back to make a new one. "Unless you think you can go faster..Then by all means, Try!"
She shrugs "Ill waot." She smiles
"Faaabulous!" She said dramatically, and opened up the can. She dumped random amounts into the top, not bothering to measure. She refilled it with water and let it brew, sticking her head into the refridgerator in search of cartons with expired milk. She had no desire to speak to Rose at the moment.
She rolls her eyes, in a bad mood. "I'll be back in 20 minutes then."
"No! Stay here!" Her hands flew up in the air. "You arent going anywhere, Missy! In exchange for my awesome coffee, you must keep my damn self occupied for at least 20 minutes!!!" She chucked a random spoon acros the room for added effect
She stops and pokes her head back into the kitchen. "did you seriously just throw a spoon at me?"
"Yes! Im fricken serious! Get your happy ass back in here, and tell me your name and business. I dont just make coffee for anyone...Especially people who want to just walk out...And ill throw a thousand more if you dont come back...." She said this calmly, which was a surprise. She never was calm. She tossed her long brownish hair behind her shoulder.
Destrey walked into the institute after going for a morning run. All he wanted right now was a bowl of cerel and some OJ.
Sunday looked to her. "Oh, another one eh? Welcome to the jolly Breakfast Club!"
"Um, okay...thanks?" Destrey said confused as he made his way over to the fridge. The ways of Sunday would always remain a mystery to him.(would it be cool if they've lived in the institute together for a while already? xD))
((Yeah, thats the way it is sort of right now. Lol))
"Oh, Its Destrey! I didnt see...Sorry. Im just pissed...Stupid coffee burned me again..." She didnt mind Destrey.
"Oh, Its Destrey! I didnt see...Sorry. Im just pissed...Stupid coffee burned me again..." She didnt mind Destrey.
Destrey couldn't help but chuckle, "How many times do I have to remid you to let it cool off?"
She shook her head and laughed. "But why wait? I wanted it now! Im sorry!"
Destrey smiled over at her before returning his attention to the fridge again, "Good thing come to those who wait," he said as he rummaged through the food.
She rolled her eyes. "Those good things consist of losing and waiting and missing out on SOMETHING!"
"Clearly, you've never waited," he said with a smile before pulling some milk out of the frige and looked at the experation date, "Spoiled last month," he mumbled to himself before bringing it over to the sink.
"I was doing that, before I had to make Coffee for Rose!!! Its like all expired. No luck. Somebody has to go shopping sometime today..."
((I'm new to this website, what is it exactly that you guys are doing? lol))
"I'll go, and why were you making Rose's coffee?" he asked while pouring the milk down the drain. He knew Sunday didn't like making things for other people.
((Haha, ill explain.
First of all, welcome!
Second, we are roleplaying. We make an original character and write a story together, using our characters. You do it in third person form...))
First of all, welcome!
Second, we are roleplaying. We make an original character and write a story together, using our characters. You do it in third person form...))
"Well, spur of the moment. I thought it would give me some...bonding time...with her?" She relished in how lamely kinky that sounded. Not like she was keeping tabs..."Its a small step, right?"
((I shall brb!!! Please, both of you dont leave!!! I wont be terribly long, i swear...))
He laughed, "I guess so. I didn't know you wanted to bond with Rose," he said with a little grin.
Bond with Rose...If youre thinking what im thinking, I wouldnt mind... She thought to herself. Outloud and quite abruptly, she said "Destrey! Can I go shopping with you...later? Please!" she wanted to get his advice.
Destrey looked at her for a moment, feeling the change in her atitude, "Sure," he said with a shrug, "When do you wanna go?"
"Whenever, whenever..." She nervously busied her hands, by rearranging the spice rack to a mess. "Whenever you want."
"Sunday, chill. Lets go now so you can get whatever it is off your chest," he said, knowing that she needed to talk.
She nodded and rushed fromthe room to get dressed and run a comb through her hair. She returned minutes later, waiting for him anxiously. How would she even begin to explain what was going through her head right now?
"Do you wanna walk or d you wanna attempt to hail a taxi?" he asked while walking towards the elevator.
"Um..." She looked up, as if the answer would come from the sky. "I have money. Get a taxi."
"Alright," he said as the elevator opened up.
She stepped in with him, and didnt say anything. She was prepping herself for the explosion, the one she wanted to get out so badly. She turned away from him and tried to count the floor tiles in different patterns to pass the time
The elevator finally opened. Destrey got out without a word and walked to the front door.
