Love strings~ (perseverance)
Jun 11, 2013 18:44:03 GMT -5
Post by Mika Chirou on Jun 11, 2013 18:44:03 GMT -5
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[atrb=style, background-image: url('http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/grey-parchment.jpg'); border-right: 1px dotted #1C1C1C; border-top: 3px solid #1C1C1C; border-left: 1px dotted #1C1C1C; border-bottom: 3px solid #1C1C1C; border-bottom-left-radius: 50px; border-bottom-right-radius: 50px;] [STYLE=float: right; border: 4px solid #1C1C1C; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -60px;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; border: 4px solid #1C1C1C; width: 90px; height: 90px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: -60px;][/style][STYLE= margin-top: -57px; margin-right: 200px; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 23px; color: #FFFFFF; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #151515; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: left;]I AM NOT IMMUNE,[/style] [STYLE=float: left; text-align: justify; margin-top: -64px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 214px; font-size: 9px; font-family: arial; color: #1C1C1C; opacity: 0.7; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px;]I ONLY WANNA BE LOVED, BUT I FEEL SAFE BEHIND THE FIREWALL. CAN I LOSE MY NEED TO IMPRESS? IF YOU WANT THE TRUTH, I NEED TO CONFESS: I AM NOT ALRIGHT, I'M BROKEN INSIDE, BROKEN INSIDE. AND ALL I'VE GONE THROUGH, IT LEADS ME TO YOU.[/style] [STYLE=width: 330px; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; background-color: #F7F7F7; color: #1C1C1C; padding: 18px; text-align: justify; border-top: 3px solid #1C1C1C; margin-top: 42px; border-bottom-left-radius: 30px; border-bottom-right-radius: 30px;]It had been almost a year and a half when she had first moved to Japan. A lot of things had happened since she had first arrived. She made a lot of language mistakes, ending up making a fool of herself. She did that a lot. She was an idiot after all. Well. She acted like it... most of the time. She liked to consider herself more of a goofy sort though. She wasn't that stupid. Mostly just lazy. She shrugged to herself, rolling her eyes. She honestly didn't care. She'd face challenges head on. Like when Kaitou placed the remote across the room and she was too lazy to crawl over there from her spot on the floor to grab it. It seemed like that happened a lot. Aside from her astounding laziness, she also had a sense of adventure. When she felt like it. She was the curious type. She hadn't really gotten out and about much. She really just attended school, went to work, and chilled at the house with her partner. Since it was such a lovely day, she decided to take the train and head out to the most popular hangout for teens. Well. What she heard about from other girls in her class. When she "overheard" them. Yeah. Leaning back against the closed door of the train, she kept her legs crossed as she stood. The train was cramped, and she was kind of unsettled. Probably from all the manga she read. Teenage girls got assaulted a lot on trains from what she read. She didn't know if it was true or not, but it was better to be safe than sorry. She put her hat on as she stepped off the train. It was bright out, compared to the incandescent lights in houses. She blinked, her eyes sensitive to the harsh new light. She headed out of the station and started along the path of the shops. Her bag chafed against her side as she walked, and her jeans had an unpleasant looseness about them. She sighed, and headed into a clothing store. She had been losing weight, due to the fact she had given up junk food and started her daily workout plan. She picked out a few pairs and headed into the dressing room. She began trying them on, when a kid peeked under her booth. She covered herself and squeaked in embarrassment. Why did that always happen? Whether it was in a public restroom or a dressing room, kids just loved to stick those little heads of theirs under the stall and peep. It was rude! Didn't their mothers teach them better? They wouldn't like it if she was the one peeping! Then again. She was a grown ass woman. That would be a different situation. She headed out after completing her purchases, and decided to get her partner a present. Aside from the fact the constantly verbally assaulted one another, and carried on sarcastic conversations, they got along rather well. She skipped lightly, heading up to an electronics shop. She stepped inside and peered around. So. Much. Stuff. She giggled slightly to herself and picked up a handheld. It seemed to be popular among the boy gamers, so she put it in her little basket that she obtained out of nowhere. She made her way to the games and picked out a few that he might like. She purchased them with her newly awarded paycheck and headed back to the train stop. Once making it home, she took off her shoes at the entrance and hid her purchases in her room. She wouldn't be letting him have it until after supper. Heading towards the kitchen, she began to get dinner together. Since she didn't know much about making japanese food yet, she stuck with the american crap she was raised on making. Tonight would be a lazy night. With hamburgers and french fries, and not to mention the apple pie she had baked earlier that morning. Peeking her head out of the kitchen, she called for her partner and began to set the table. Finishing the setup, she placed everything delicately on the table. She always made extra's, never knowing how much he'd eat. Teenage boys seemed to have a black hole of a stomach. Also, she just liked to spoil him. He was cute when he smiled, and she liked to get him all riled up. It reminded her of all the tsunderes in her manga's. Which she enjoyed. [/style] |