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23 January 2014, 06:27 PM   #1
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3 February 2014, 06:58 PM   #2
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Kelvin sat onto the faded, wodden bench. It wasn't the most comfortable chair, but his tall legs were starting to weaken. A soft sighed escaped from his thin, moist lips. Kelvin was walking all day, it seems, checking out the campus. He reached in his deep pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. His thoughts started to invaded his thoughtful mind. It was such a public place smoke, but there wasn't that many people around, at this moment. Kelvin lifted his strong shoulders up into a soft shrug, and pulled out a lighter. He held his cigarette between his lips, and brought the lighter against the cigarette. He cuffed his hands behind the flame, making sure it didn't go out. Kelvin finally lit the cigarette and began to breathe in the chemicals it possessed. He maded an 'o' with his lips and watched as the thin smoke escape his lips. Kelvin softly groaned as this help him relieve his stress and pain.

9 February 2014, 02:10 AM   #3
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"Hey stranger. Can I bum one'a those?" One of Jamie De Luca's past times was scaring the piss out of people, and she usually managed to do so. Nine times out of ten she'd simply appear near a small group and jump into the conversation as she'd done here. The other ten percent of the time she was actually trying to frighten people. Jamie found the school quite boring and so to liven it and her normal, boring life up she became quite a mischevious child. Jamie De Luca was very pretty. She was slender and near emaciatedly so, but with her bone structure and height she looked more like a model than a vomiter. Today, she wore a frilly white skirt over ripped leggings, and a loose black tank-top that showed off her collarbones quite well. Over that, a long grey flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up. She wore black flats on her feet, with small studs running across the toes. Gorgeous, and mysterious.

9 February 2014, 03:59 PM   #4
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Kelvin was caught of guard, not scared, caught off guard. Nothing really scares him, he has seen his grandmother naked. So. Many. Wrinkles. Kelvin turned to the newcomer. He checked her out slightly. Nice eyes. Nice shape and you know you can't forget about the face. He smiled charmingly, Kelvin was determined to get this girl's number by the end of the day. Kelvin continued to smoke, then dropped the cigarette on the ground and used his foot to burn it out. He blew his last and finally smoke into the air and glanced at the girl. "How'dy." He said in his deep and strong British accent.

12 February 2014, 12:00 AM    #5
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Last edited by ‹fuckingpickyournoseidiot›, 12 February 2014
Karou smiled back, though she made no move to go and sit beside him. Not yet. Karou stood and let the toe of her right shoe scrape the icy ground, leaning over a bit so that she could lean into the bench. "Can I have one of those? I'm all out." She smiled and extended one hand out towards him; he might notice the hamsas tattooed onto her palms, intricite and dark. Palm tattoos were notorious for fading but Karou's never did and and she hoped that they never would, for they had been as bold and as stunning as long as she could remember. She too carried a British accent but it was softer as she often forgot to place her r's at the end of her words. Not to long after asking, a faint 'ding!' was heard and Karou looked down at her wristwatch. "Damn, that's my cue to go. But, I'm sure I'll see you around." She gave a witty, mischevious smile and while her left hand wrapped about her luggage handle, her right gave a quick wave goodbye. If she didn't hurry, she'd miss her meeting and wouldn't know her room assignment. Hmph. So off to the dormitories she went. hamsa tatoo


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