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Post by nalah tama gold on Sept 19, 2009 2:52:40 GMT 1
I THOUGHT YOU WANTED ME
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BECAUSE I WANT YOU ALL TO MYSELF,
gabe adams wiseword. [/font][/size]
Taking strolls in the rich part of town had always facinated Nalah, but she was facinated rather easily. The sight of children running and playing in the street reminded her of the childhood she'd never had. The wonderful homes and apartments on display, for the whole world to see, made Nalah want to kick the residents out and move into one of them herself.
Walking was always one of Nalah's favorite ways to pass her time. And evidently, she was in a perfect walking mood. The sky was a mellow blue color, which she could sit and stare at for hours as she paced through the wealthy neighborhood. Her iPod was strangely missing from this walk, and she regretted leaving it at home. Sure, she'd been nearly killed multiple times because she was too caught up in her music, but it's not like she'd ever gotten hurt. However, the iPod's absence allowed Nalah to focus on her environment, and whatever else there was to hear.
There was one apartment that seemed to pull Nalah in. It was interesting to her, but Nalah figured it was just a coincidence. However, the blond couldn't bring herself to leave the apartment's area. And so, Nalah stared up at the fancy apartement, obviously owned by someone whom was wealthy. However, there was music blasting from the apartment. Good music. Music that seemed familiar. And of course, Nalah, being a person of curiosity, couldn't help but climb the three flights of stairs to see whose perfect music was playing loud enough for her to hear on the other side of the street.
What was being said in the music was becoming more obvious as she approached the apartment. Bomb neighbors,
[/color] Nalah thought as she stood by the door to the apartment. The song was " Forever" by Chris Brown, whom was someone she hadn't heard from since the Rihanna incident. The song was intruiging to her, it reminded her of the first time she'd ever fallen in love with someone. In fact, it was their song. Coincidences are weird, Nalah pondered. She decided to knock on the doors of one of the neighbors, who promptly answered. " Excuse me, but who lives next door to you?" Nalah asked, tilting her head and waving at the elderly woman who'd answered. " Gabe Wiseword," the lady answered as she abruptly shut the door in Nalah's confused face. She'd heard that name before. Somewhere Downtown. And maybe at school. Nalah decided to take a chance and knock on the door of Gabe Wiseword, praying for lack of embarassment. [/blockquote][/blockquote] [/size] |
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Post by gabe wiseword on Sept 19, 2009 15:28:58 GMT 1
 i used to be love drunk,
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Gabe was blastining his music, he wasn't sure how far away you could hear it from, but he knew his neighbors weren't happy. He could have picked ANY apartment in Fairview Estates, and he picked the one surounded by crabby old people. It was around noon on Saturday and the last of Gabe's friday night drunks had left about an hour ago. So he was cleaning up his place and doing laundry. sounds like a chick thing but he lives alone so has to. Guys can do all that just as well as girls, contrary to popular. Due to his laundry being done Gabe was dancing around his apartment in his boxers. The music was blasting and he loved it. He faintly heard a knock o the door, he opened it already starting to say, Mrs. Gunthrey, I'm not turning it do--"
Then he saw it was not his old bitch of a neighbor at the door. It was a young, pretty girl. One he recognized, he racked his brain and the first thought that struck his mind was Chinese food. Oh yeah, this was the girl from Chinatown last night, it's incredible how quickly a person can forget things. After the other girl, uhhh, Marcilynn left Gabe just had called it a night and headed home. he stood there in the doorway staring at her, trying his hardest to remember her name. It was something uncommon, umm, Nacol? Nahla? Nahla! Her name was Nahlah. so he said the only thing that would come out of his throat, "Nahlah?! he sounded just as shocked as he was to see her standing there. then, almost like a slap in the face, he realized he was only wearing boxers and his face turned bright red.
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TAGGED ?! Nahlah
STATUS ?! completely complete
WORDS ?! 445
OUTFIT ?! outfit.
LOCATION ?! Gabe's Apartment
LYRICS ?! Love drunk-boys like girls
PLAYING ?! cobra starship
NOTES ?! chris brown? really kayden? hahah jk.
CREDIT ?! RUN, DON'T WALK BETH . of CAUTION![/center] |
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Post by nalah tama gold on Sept 19, 2009 16:24:30 GMT 1
I THOUGHT YOU WANTED ME
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BECAUSE I WANT YOU ALL TO MYSELF,
gabe adams wiseword. [/font][/size]
After waiting a few seconds, the door swung open. "Mrs. Gunthry, I'm not turning the music do--
[/color]" a boy said. Nalah examined the boy, noticing he was wearing nothing but a pair of--boxers. She was, however, taken aback from the Mrs. Gunthry comment and scoffed a little. " Nalah?!!?" the boy asked, flushing. Nalah giggled, covering her mouth with pair of french-tipped nails and shuddering. He was the guy from the Chinese place. Her heart skipped a beat. Jesus,[/color] Nalah thought, somberly staring at the ground. " Yeah, it's Nalah. And you must be Gabe. Remember, I saved you from catching an STD from that chick?[/color]" Nalah dug in her handbag for something, not quite sure what it was. She pulled out a piece of Hubba Bubba and popped it in her mouth. " Cute underpants,[/color]" she mumbled, eyeing them slightly as she scooted closer to Gabe. Nalah's bubble gum was good and distracting. Rambling would ruin the whole moment. There were a few moments of silence, and Nalah stood. She leaned in a bit to stare at the decor in the apartment. It seemed as if somebody was cleaning up after a party. A party that involved an overload of people. Drunk people, in particular. " You need any help in there? I'm good at cleaning up,[/color]" Nalah asked, her mind blocked by all the trash and smells coming from the rather large apartment. Why would anyone have to do that all by themselves? Especially when they had a friend to help. Nalah glanced at Gabe for a moment, thinking about how she was his superhero. And besides, Nalah loved to clean. Her apartment was completely neat, nothing was out of place and everything smelled of Ferbreeze. Nalah pulled out a can of Ferbreeze from her bag. " I, uh, have some Ferbreeze?!" she said, shaking the can and placing a glossy smile on her face. [/blockquote][/blockquote] [/size] |
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Post by gabe wiseword on Sept 19, 2009 18:05:37 GMT 1
i used to be love drunk,
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So it was definetly Nahla. hen she made the STD comment he almost wanted to defend...whats her name? Oh yeah, Marcilynn. He just stood there stunned until the song changed, it became Whats My Age Again by Blink182. Blink182 is one of his favorite bands so when it started playing, he sliently mouthed the words. It must have been obvious he was cleaning up because she offered her help, he didn't see how it could hurt. The puke was all gone an dall that was left was a bunch of stuff askew everywhere. Nothing gross was in it besides a pair of pants that one of his friends had insisted were too small evern though they were to big on him. "Uhhh, sure." He stepped aside and while she stepped in he headed for his room. He came out with a pair of baggy jeans on. "Sorry, all my shirts are in wash." and he motioned to the washing machine in that back corner that would usually be violently shaking and roaring. It was shaking all right, but the music drowned out it's incredibly annoying sound. Gabe's music could drown out almost anything. It was considerably loder once they were inside he apartment. He carried the stereo and set it right next to the washing machine so he could turn it down while still silencing that wretched machine. He couldn't find the words to say.
He just looked at her until he could get his vocal chords working, "Should we start with the kitchen?" he said and gestured towards the kitcchen, it wasn't awful except for the tons of empty coffee mugs, aspirin was scattered all over, and it was obvious someone in a rampage had gone through it because there was broke dishes. One of the guys had been violent last night. "Just be careful of broken glass." he said as he carefully stepped his way through the kitchen to the fridge. It was a little early for drinks but he took out some hard lemonade, he cracked one open and took a sip. "I know it's early in the day, but cleaning sucks, so want one?" He wasn't sure if offering her a drink around 12:15pm in a trashed apartment madde him look like someone who had spent a whole night taking care of drunk friends and wanting to unwind the next day, or a drunk partying asshole. Either way, she had asked to come in and it wasn't up to him what she made of him or his place.
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TAGGED ?! Nahlah
STATUS ?! completely complete
WORDS ?! 424
OUTFIT ?! outfit.
LOCATION ?! Gabe's Apartment
LYRICS ?! Love drunk-boys like girls
PLAYING ?! cobra starship
NOTES ?! Gabe is such a dork ^^
CREDIT ?! RUN, DON'T WALK BETH . of CAUTION![/center] |
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Post by nalah tama gold on Sept 19, 2009 19:37:07 GMT 1
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BECAUSE I WANT YOU ALL TO MYSELF,
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Nalah decided to tiptoe into the apartment. He had invited her in, so she had a right to. Nalah set her bottle of Ferbreeze on a nightstand, which was set up right next to the couch. "Sorry, all my shirts are in the wash,
[/i]" Gabriel mumbled. Nalah nodded, contemplating whether to flatter or not. " I don't mind. It's not like I haven't seen a shirtless guy before,[/color]" she exclaimed, carefully placing her zebra print purse on a chair. He'd done a good job of cleaning up thus far, for a guy, anyway. The kitchen, however, was a mess. There was fine china strewn about, broken into pieces. There was asprin on the counter, entire boxfuls. And a very strong scent of coffee stung a Nalah's nose, making her cringe with pure disgust. " Yes, let's begin with the kitchen,[/color]" Nalah replied, finding the broom which was stashed away in a cabinet. She took it out and began to sweep. In two minutes time, the floor was swept and Nalah was pleased with herself. And then, she was offered a hard lemonade. " I'd like that,[/color]" Nalah said, dumping the amount of glass and dust into the garbage can. As Gabe poured the lemonade, Nalah continued to clean. The asprins were picked up with bare hands and strewn into a plastic bag. The broken dishes were eagerly strewn into the can as well. Nalah, who throughly enjoyed to scrub, began to do the floors. The coffee stench came from a spill, which was scrubbed with an assortment of sponges Nalah had found lying around. " If you don't mind me asking, what happened over here last night? A riot?[/color]" Nalah asked, cringing at a pile of dirty socks hidden in the dishwasher. She plucked each one of them and stuck them in a bag as well. It was strange how familiar Gabe's house to her. Everything was kept in the same way as hers. " This might take awhile, eh?" [/blockquote][/blockquote] [/size] |
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Post by gabe wiseword on Sept 21, 2009 1:58:24 GMT 1
i used to be love drunk,
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She asked what happened. What does someone say to that? There are a million different lies to tell that would make him sound cool. he could say that The Joker came to his house andd he turned into fucking batman. That would be sick, but he felt inclined to tell her. he fought the urge to blurt it out at all costs. Instead he just gave a small sigh and said "Its a long, complicated story." A story he doesn't plan on telling. If he tells her about the round he makes she might ask his reason behind doing that. He doesn't tell anyone about Katherine. Him and his parents don't even talk about her anymore. He got rid of his pictures of her only last year. He has been doing so well pushing it away. He's been happy lately, of course the guilt is always there like a single cancer cell threatening to multiply and eventually cause his death. Only after breaking out of this small trance did he notice that he had been scrubbing the same part of his counter for about five minutes. He looked over at her and met her gaze. "It's because almost every night I have at least five drunk teenage boys and sometimes a couple girls. i give anyone a ride home who needs one and I keep people in really bad condition here till they're sober enough to be alert."
After he said it he had to break the lock their eyes had held and he took a large sip of his drink. he went back to scrubbing the counter without saying a word. He heard the song Guardian Angel by RJA come on and he thought of K. He ran over to his stereo and hit the stop button. He walked back to the kitchen and appeared angry, but he was really just holding a lot in. He hadn't even had to consider the possibility anyone would find out about K in so long. H finished wiping off his counter and the sound of his washing machine bouncing around almost seemed to calm him down. It was a reminder things could stay the same as they did everyday if he could just keep his head level. He looked over at Nahlah again and his eyes got drawn to her eyes again. Waiting for her answer seemed to be the longest thing thats ever happened in his life.
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TAGGED ?! Nahlah
STATUS ?! completely complete
WORDS ?! 417
OUTFIT ?! outfit.
LOCATION ?! Gabe's Apartment
LYRICS ?! Love drunk-boys like girls
PLAYING ?! cobra starship
NOTES ?! If you dig deep enough you'll find out who K is. =]
CREDIT ?! RUN, DON'T WALK BETH . of CAUTION![/center] |
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