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 Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 6:35 pm
This is where Ghostflower and Lowe live.
They get along very well and Ghostflower pays for most of the bills, because she just does. She likes to, so then Lowe doesn't stress out.
The color scheme is black, purple, and silver.
There are alot of nice and high tech things in here, but it has a warm and friendly atmosphere. Lay-out:
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 1:31 pm
Lowe grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and took down a note for Ghostflower:
Hey, I cut out of work early to get my ears pierced, and unfortunately, the only place that does it at the mall is Claire's. I had to buy earrings there so I could get the piercing, but I went to Hot Topic to get better body jewelery, so if you want these girly things, take them.
He taped the glittery cupcake-looking earrings onto the note, and taped the note to her bedroom door.
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 3:26 pm
{~She Seems Dressed In All The Rings...~}Ghostflower came home very quickly to change into clothes that were more suitable for work. She left her coat and purse in a heap by the door then made her way to her room. Ghostflower read the note Lowe left her and smile, the earrings were adorable. She put them in and went into her room. Just a few minutes later, she came out in a black Chanel shirt with black straight pants and Gwen Stefani Tenni-shoes. Ghostflower picked up her things, checker her hair in the hall mirror then left to work.
{[Exit]}
{~...She Isn't Real, {I} Can't Make Her Real...--SlipKnoT~}
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 6:04 pm
{~She Seems Dressed In All The Rings...~}Ghostflower got off of Lowe's back as they reached their place. She took out her keys and unlocked the door. Walking in, she held the door open for Lowe.
{~...She Isn't Real, {I} Can't Make Her Real...--SlipKnoT~}
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 6:07 pm
"Thanks," he mumbled.
Lowe hurried to the kitchen to raid the refrigerator.
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 6:14 pm
"Hey," Lowe yelled from the kitchen. "You're, like, the easiest person to carry ever, I swear. That may be positive in a sense, but you seriously need to eat something. Whatcha want?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 6:19 pm
{~She Seems Dressed In All The Rings...~}Ghostflower locked the door behind her and put her purse and coat in the closet. She went to her room to change then came back with a My chemical romance hoody over nothing and black sweat pants. Ghostflower pulled on the hood and sat down on the couch in the living room.
{~...She Isn't Real, {I} Can't Make Her Real...--SlipKnoT~}
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 6:28 pm
Lowe walked into the living room with an apple in his hand.
"Well well, aren't we a depressing sight?" He took a bite of his fruit and took a seat next to her.
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 6:38 pm
{~She Seems Dressed In All The Rings...~}Ghostflower looked at Lowe and stuck her tongue out in response. She took out a chocolate bar and began to eat it.
{~...She Isn't Real, {I} Can't Make Her Real...--SlipKnoT~}
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 6:51 pm
[[Mmmkay. I'll find a way to occupy myself.]]
Lowe ran to his room to devise a plan to take the chocolate.
Once he thought it was foolproof, he sneaked up behind her.
By the time he got to this point, the chocolate was long gone.
He then hid in a closet and cried.
After a good cry, he ran to the store and got Twizzlers to make him feel better.
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 6:55 pm
{{One last post before I go xd }} {~She Seems Dressed In All The Rings...~}Once Lowe left, Ghostflower stalked into Lowe's room. She liked it in there and he had booze. Ghostflower found the alcohol and took a swig from a bottle, then laid down on his bed. Soon, the bottle was half gone and she was half awake.
{~...She Isn't Real, {I} Can't Make Her Real...--SlipKnoT~}
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 7:20 pm
Lowe opened the door(Ghostflower left it unlocked) and let himself in.
He ate the last Twizzler and threw away the wrapper. He walked into his room.
"--the fu*k?" Lowe gasped. Ghostflower was passed out on his bed.
"Why is she on my bed... and why is that bottle open..."
Lowe then decided not to care.
He finished the bottle and passed out next to her.
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 9:25 pm
Lowe woke up several hours later.
"Ohgod ohgod ohgod." He started to freak out. "What. Happened. Here."
He spent the remainder of the night drinking and having conversations with the TV. He fell asleep on the couch.
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 11:58 pm
{~She Seems Dressed In All The Rings...~}Awhile later, Ghostflower woke up at around 3am. She looked around sleepily for Lowe, then figured he was out in the living room. Ghostflower stood up, staggering abit from being half awake and walked into the living room. She plopped onto the couch next to Lowe and leaned on him. "Why did you leave me and drink the rest of the bottle?" She asked, holding up an empty booze bottle. Ghostflower looked like she would pass out any minute.
{~...She Isn't Real, {I} Can't Make Her Real...--SlipKnoT~}
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 9:06 am
Lowe got up carefully from the couch, slowly detaching Ghostflower from his side.
"Wait-- didn't I get off my bed...yes, I'm on the couch... ugh, f*ck, I'll ask later, if she even remembers."
Lowe found another slip of paper and took down a note:
Ghostflower-
I don't have work today, so I'll be in Central Park playing my violin for tips. I think I'll go out and find somewhere to get a copy of this key, first...
Come find me if you need something.
-Lowe
P.S. Take a cold shower, it'll help with your hangover.
P.S.S. You shouldn't have a hangover, because you SHOULDN'T BE TAKING MAH BOOZE!! Ask next time, I'll fix you a better drink than straight-out-of-the-bottle.
Lowe placed the note delicately where he was formerly sleeping, and took a cold shower to fix his own hangover.
He went to his room and picked out a bright-yellow slim-fit shirt to wear, and his favorite acid-wash skinny jeans.
He picked up his violin case, locked the door from the inside, took the key, and gingerly closed the door.
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