Post by Nevaeh Cope on Sept 3, 2009 22:22:09 GMT -5
NOW WHEN I CAUGHT MYSELF, I HAD TO STOP MYSELF
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Nevaeh still held Iori's hand in her own, letting them swing wildly back and forth through the air. "This is fun!" she announced a little too loudly, causing a few dogs in the neighborhood to bark with wild abandon. Nevaeh ignored them, and continued on. "We should really do this more oft'n. I haven't gott'n drunk with you in forever!" She giggled again, her whole body feeling much like a cloud, just poofing along in space.
Iori's apartment came into view, and Nevaeh raised up her plastic cup full of some strange concoction, toasting that they were finally there-- after a one-block walk. She released her friend's hand so that she could run her fingers through her hair, and she gave another heavy sigh. "I'm cold," she complained, making a frowny face. "Let's get inside."
She looked over at Iori, and for some reason she could not determine, winked, laughing uproarously at the fact. She could hardly believe that she was flirting with one of her best friends-- what the hell was wrong with her? She'd never felt attracted to Iori before, and if she had, she had been unaware of it. But that night, with the alcohol pumping through her system, Iori was looking pretty damn good to her, and that was enough.
I'M SAYING SOMETHING THAT I NEVER SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT
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While listening to I CAUGHT MYSELF by PARAMORE, HOPE created this post which contains A LOT of words. Nevaeh is currently wearing THIS outfit, and the time of day in this post is AROUND SEVEN IN THE EVENING.
