Post by vela bellatrix palaniuk on Dec 7, 2009 13:40:50 GMT -5
Vela wanted to go shopping. She wished she had someone to go with her but the rest of the band was already doing something else so she figured she might as well go by her lonesome self. She looked thought her clothes and decided on a short black dress with a Zipper in the front. She put a bikini under it so she could unzip the top of the dress a little without looking to slutty. She added a pair of heels and grabbed her purse. She had already done her make up in black and purple. Her blonde hair felt loosely on her shoulders. She walked outside and grabbed a cab.
She would find something to do once she got there. She walked first into a coffee shop getting a large black coffee. Then she stopped at a music store to see if there was anything knew. Unfortunately nothing got her attention. She sighed and walked into the sunny street. It was warm today and she whished she hadn’t wore black. What had she been thinking she wondered. As she walked she stopped to talk to a homeless man who was always at the same spot. She had talked to him for the first time years ago. Back then she was not a student but a stripper. A underage stripper at that. He was always so kind to her. never looked at her like she was a piece of meat which was nice for a change. She knew sometimes she dressed to sexy but what could she do about it. She liked her clothes and never went over the top.
As she drink her coffee she walked into a small store that had some vintage type of clothing. She liked to see shopping as a treasure hunt where you never knew what you could find. She was looking for the perfect piece of clothes. She had no idea what it would be but she knew that eventually she would find the perfect one. Maybe a new dress? She wasn’t sure. She rarely went shopping while looking for something specific.
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She would find something to do once she got there. She walked first into a coffee shop getting a large black coffee. Then she stopped at a music store to see if there was anything knew. Unfortunately nothing got her attention. She sighed and walked into the sunny street. It was warm today and she whished she hadn’t wore black. What had she been thinking she wondered. As she walked she stopped to talk to a homeless man who was always at the same spot. She had talked to him for the first time years ago. Back then she was not a student but a stripper. A underage stripper at that. He was always so kind to her. never looked at her like she was a piece of meat which was nice for a change. She knew sometimes she dressed to sexy but what could she do about it. She liked her clothes and never went over the top.
As she drink her coffee she walked into a small store that had some vintage type of clothing. She liked to see shopping as a treasure hunt where you never knew what you could find. She was looking for the perfect piece of clothes. She had no idea what it would be but she knew that eventually she would find the perfect one. Maybe a new dress? She wasn’t sure. She rarely went shopping while looking for something specific.
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