Post by Aishling O'Connor on Aug 12, 2013 21:26:58 GMT -6
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Aishling's day thus far had gone like this: First, the El was running late this morning, causing her to walk to school , three miles to school, in 5 inch platform heels and a pencil skirt. Then, she had realized that she had forgotten her notebook at home, and had to run to the store during her free period to go buy a folder and paper. Then, in Porions, her new cell phone had dropped into a vat of transforming potion, causing it to melt and ruin her project. In her phone case had been her El pass, her credit card, and her driver's license. All that had come out of the large pot was a pile of glitter and a small, deformed hamster.
But, in the typical style of the young brunette, the first order of business after school was to get a new phone. Which required walking another two miles in those dreadful heels, which was just not happening. So she used the last of her emergency cash to buy a cute pair of red flats and a pair of skinny jeans, which she had been forced to change into at a convenience store. Now broke and in pain, she had headed off to the Verizon store, confident that they would replace her phone. However, she had not purchased the extended insurance, and instead had to settle for a crappy non-smart phone until she could get her new credit card in. After a long and very unproductive rant to the manager of the store, Aishling had left in a huff, and vowed to never use their phone service again.
It had not been a good day.
But, at least she had a phone and a cute outfit, and she had gone to the bank to withdraw some money. Life was somewhat back to normal. Now, it was time to have some fun. Thankfully, her favorite 18+ nightclub was within walking distance. It was only 8 p.m., but she was more than ready to just forget the whole day. And maybe meet someone new. She needed new friends anyways, seeing as hers apparently just couldn't stand to give her a ride at 8 a.m. She smiled at the bouncer as he let her in, and walked into the loud bar that she knew so well. She looked around, hoping to see someone that she knew, or at least someone that wasn't completely plastered this early in the evening.
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Aishling's day thus far had gone like this: First, the El was running late this morning, causing her to walk to school , three miles to school, in 5 inch platform heels and a pencil skirt. Then, she had realized that she had forgotten her notebook at home, and had to run to the store during her free period to go buy a folder and paper. Then, in Porions, her new cell phone had dropped into a vat of transforming potion, causing it to melt and ruin her project. In her phone case had been her El pass, her credit card, and her driver's license. All that had come out of the large pot was a pile of glitter and a small, deformed hamster.
But, in the typical style of the young brunette, the first order of business after school was to get a new phone. Which required walking another two miles in those dreadful heels, which was just not happening. So she used the last of her emergency cash to buy a cute pair of red flats and a pair of skinny jeans, which she had been forced to change into at a convenience store. Now broke and in pain, she had headed off to the Verizon store, confident that they would replace her phone. However, she had not purchased the extended insurance, and instead had to settle for a crappy non-smart phone until she could get her new credit card in. After a long and very unproductive rant to the manager of the store, Aishling had left in a huff, and vowed to never use their phone service again.
It had not been a good day.
But, at least she had a phone and a cute outfit, and she had gone to the bank to withdraw some money. Life was somewhat back to normal. Now, it was time to have some fun. Thankfully, her favorite 18+ nightclub was within walking distance. It was only 8 p.m., but she was more than ready to just forget the whole day. And maybe meet someone new. She needed new friends anyways, seeing as hers apparently just couldn't stand to give her a ride at 8 a.m. She smiled at the bouncer as he let her in, and walked into the loud bar that she knew so well. She looked around, hoping to see someone that she knew, or at least someone that wasn't completely plastered this early in the evening.
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