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Post by caleb gabriel black on Jun 10, 2012 13:21:31 GMT -5
Boredom was never fun. It was something Caleb liked to cure usually by drinking alcohol. Though apparently he had other plans tonight. Though he was sure that they would include alcohol as well. Just that, he wouldn’t be alone. He already agreed to the girl he had just met that they would hang out, or rather, start a riot. It sounded, rather fun. He wasn’t sure what this would entail exactly, but they agreed to meet at the boardwalk. It could go either way, be it end up being a dull evening or something far from it. He was hoping for the latter.
His days had been lacking later, and drinking alone wasn’t nearly as fun as it used to be. Besides, there was no way he was going to turn down an invitation with her. She was something alright, attractive, flirtatious, interesting. Fun too. But then again, he hadn’t known her all that long. He wasn’t exactly sure what to make of Mollie; she was a tease, from what eh had gathered. Nether less, he was sure he’d found out more about her. Or rather, get her into bed. That was the potion he’d much rather. Not that he was shallow...that was jsut how things went for him. He didn’t expect that to change, yet, she was something , he just couldn’t quite put his finger on what exactly.
He spent a little time getting ready grabbing his shirt form the back of the chair and slipping on dark jeans. It didn’t take him all that long to get ready, though he spent a few minutes sorting out his hair before he ventured out the door. He decided to be lazy and take a cab, because he didn’t think he would be sober enough to drink by. And yes, he had taken incentive and brought a bottle of vodka along with. He thought it would be fun if alcohol was involved, he was certain Mollie would too. He was fairly quiet during the short trip, taking swigs from the bottle, not caring when the cab driver kept giving him looks. It was a well known fact that Caleb wasn’t all that sociable and was happier with his own company than anything.
Alcohol helped to open him up slightly; he was a little bit more outgoing once it was in his system. He sighed slightly, not satisfied that he was still pretty much sober. Soon enough, the car came to stop just outside the boardwalk. It looked so different at night, more peaceful, quiet. And not filled with kids. Perhaps a good idea...given how this night could turn out. He walked out onto the sidewalk, and turned to cross the street. He wandered over to the boardwalks entrance, swigging at the bottle as he did so. His blue eyes were actively scanning the area for the familiar blonde, waiting for the fun to start. It was bound to get interesting.
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Post by mollie lynn doherty on Jun 10, 2012 13:55:01 GMT -5
 YOU TRICK YOUR LOVERS THAT YOU'RE WICKED AND DIVINE,[/font] you may be a sinner, but your innocence is mine.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Mollie signed out of AIM with a wide grin spread across her lips, amusement clearly displayed on her attractive facials. Shutting the laptop and standing from her chair she made her way toward her closet, browsing through her clothes although her mind was a little distracted, causing the female to flip absentmindedly through most things. What was it about this boy that got her going so much? They'd only met once before, and yet she couldn't get him off her mind. Not that their first encounter was the most average. Their first kiss had sent her head spinning, and that night ride they took felt like magic. There was something... different about Caleb. Maybe it was the fact he was just as down for anything as she was, or maybe it was that it seemed he could actually keep up with her. Regardless, Mollie was enthralled, though she wasn't willing to admit it. It wasn't too often that anyone caught her attention like this, and to be honest she wasn't sure how to handle it. A part of her wanted to run, and the other wanted to run as well... just in his direction. It seemed the latter was winning right now.
Finally focusing enough to find something reasonable to wear, she stripped her shorts and tank top. Mollie replaced them with a pair of ripped jeans underlined with lace leggings, a black tank top, and the first hoodie she grabbed off a hanger. Wandering to her bathroom afterward she ran a brush through her hair, tidied herself up a little, and splashed a little perfume on. Mollie examined herself in the mirror then, running her gaze up and down her reflection a few times before turning away. "Good enough," she mumbled under her breath, checking the time. It was eleven fifty, and the boardwalk was a good ten minute walk. She could take her bike of course, but considering the amount of booze she'd already consumed and was about to consume, that probably would only end in annihilation of her prized possession. Not the best idea, even for her. She was already in a destructive mood, hence the reasoning behind their venturing out so late. A riot, as she'd told him. Would he actually cause such debauchery with her? She could only hope he would... and that they didn't get arrested. What a top news headline. 'Two local Black Ink Record band musicians were arrested early this morning for....' Oh, god only knew what they could get arrested for tonight.
Grabbing the bottle of vodka off her dresser she popped it open, taking another swig. The bottle was one third gone, but it would serve its purpose. She was already incredibly tipsy. Stepping into a pair of black heelless boots Mollie snagged her keys, shoving them in the pocket of her jeans. Locking the door to her small studio apartment behind her she managed to make it down the stairs, through the hall, and outside the apartment complex without incident. The fresh air welcomed her, blowing softly across her face and causing her hair to move with the wind. Running her fingers through her locks she began heading toward the board, bottle in hand. After a minute or so she extracted a cigarette from her jacket pocket, lighting it with some effort due to her filled hands, and took a drag. Puffing on the cigarette while continuing onward she finally arrived at her destination, her gaze scanning for the man who had invaded her mind since they met.
Mollie found him instantly, her heart thumping anxiously. What the hell was that? Shaking her head she literally skipped forward to him, stopping teatrically before him just a little too close. Glossy blue eyes looked up at Caleb, that grin suddenly back on her soft lips. "Mmmm," was her first response as she eyed him, openly checking him out much as she'd done at the bar the first night they met. "Well aren't you as delicious as ever."
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -PLEASE ME, SHOW ME HOW IT'S DONE.[/font] tease me, you are the one.[/center]
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