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Post by danimoore on May 3, 2008 21:04:45 GMT -5
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Merch table. Where else would Dani be? After all, she was a merch girl. It made sense, really. But did it make sense for her to be sitting on the ground? No. It was kinda empty though. Fans were off watching other bands. There was also a chair there. Well, I like the ground. No one heard the thought though. No one could read her mind. At least she hoped so. There were some pretty weird thoughts in there. Sometimes she made fun of people to herself. "Where is everyone anyways?" she asked herself.
Her eyes scanned the grounds beyond her table. People were walking towards her! Dani stood up, hoping they were actually going to buy something. Fifteen minutes later, she was tired of waiting there patiently. They still hadn't decided. It was only a t-shirt! "Uhm, having trouble deciding?" The girl glared at Dani, still trying to decide. Now her and her friend were arguing over the shirts. She sighed, listening to the possible customers bicker. Jesus. Just decide already! It was only a shirt. If worse came to worse, the girl could always buy both.
And she finally decided on the shirt everyone bought. Well, not everyone, but a lot of people. "Are we ready?" Dani asked politely, looking at the girl. The girl glared again and handed her the money, taking the shirt and leaving. "bitch." Her spot on the ground was resumed. There was nothing else to do. If she left though, someone would come and steal something. The last thing she wanted was to get in trouble. That would suck ass.
Where was everyone? Dani was bored out of her mind! "Is there, like, someone there who will entertain me?" the girl asked semi-loudly, hoping for an answer. No voices were heard that were answering her question. It was quiet where she was. Well, as quiet as it could be at a music festival, which wasn't very quiet. People were always screaming and the bands were playing. It was loud.
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Post by luka braden-weathers. on May 3, 2008 21:15:27 GMT -5
  LUKA BRADEN[/font] .[/size][/b][/size] -------------------------------[/font] you've got nothing on me
and you never told me your sins, like you promised.
let me run wild, and dance in the cold ice rain
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Luka liked skipping, she liked skipping a whole lot to be honest. She was skipping to the merch table, because once and a while, Luka needed to do her job. Besides, she needed to spend some quality time with Dani, because well, they were pretty much the only two girl merch girls, and they were really good friends. Here Luka was, skipping off to the table, as fans eyed her and then went back to walking to the stages were their favorite bands were playing. She was skipping towards her merch table, and she really needed to actually do her job instead of sleeping.
While she was close to the merch table, people were walking towards it. Three girls, one was plump with brown and blonde hair, the other was a lanky gangly type of girl with black dyed hair, and the other one was normal. Luka was soon close enough to the table to see that they haven’t decided what shirt they were going to get, there was only about four types of shirts, it wasn’t that hard of a choice. She stood on the side of the table watching as the girls decided. She heard Dani sweetly ask if they had trouble deciding and the plump girl simple glared at her. Then all hell broke loose. They started fighting, and Luka had to keep her self-constraint on to not start laughing at how stupid they looked.
“Thank god,” Luka whispered and the girls both shot her a look, and Luka just gave a warm sarcastic grin and waved to them. She noticed the girl glare at Dani and then Luka blurted out, “It’s not nice to glare at people, ya know. I mean, Jesus fucking Christ it takes you fifteen minutes to pick up a shirt and then you glare, no wonder you have no friends.” The girl huffed at Luka’s words and walked away her fat sagging and hips swaying and Luka walked over to Dani who was sitting on the ground once more and she smiled at her. Luka covered her mouth stifling a yawn escaping her pale pink lips.
“I’m right here, Dani. You yell like a pregnant women who needs chocolate, my god.” She exaggerated and she sat down on the ground, and looked at the girl. She hung her arm loosely around the other girl’s shoulders and leaned her head into her shoulder. “I’m so tired.” Her voice carried out as she confessed with a soft smile.
OOC: AWWW, IT SUCKS!
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Post by danimoore on May 7, 2008 17:38:12 GMT -5
coming soon! muse ran away. out looking for it. will post soon. |
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