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Post by evan on Mar 11, 2013 15:43:37 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb= style, width: 450px;] [style= float: left; margin-left: 8px; margin-bottom: 10px; font-size: 8px; width: 200;]  One promise for another. That was what was driving Malachi at this moment. He took Alec’s car and moved his way through the streets. Anya was drinking and it was something he was against. Wine here or there, maybe a mug of beer. But just to do it because you were depressed, alone? Kai was going to change that. He wore his band’s shirt and a blue button up over it. His jeans were faded and he definitely needed some knew Chucks. Malachi looked down at his phone and at the directions Anya sent him. He ran a hand through his blonde hair at a red light before making a right. All he had to do was sing and she would stop. It was simple enough and easy for Malachi to do. He wasn’t afraid of singing in front of people or playing. It was a good trade. Malachi stopped in a drive way and looked up at the house. He turned the car off and walked up the sidewalk. Compared to how he looked the other night, Malachi no longer looked like the type of guy a mother would want to see her model daughter with. Kai gave the door a few knocks before shoving his hands into his pocket to wait.
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hey [ amy ] i wrote this for you! malachi is wearing [ what's in the pic above ] and I wrote around [ 200 ] words. Oh, right! And [ listened to some songs that were perfect for them ]
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anya avani grey
 the rich and famous ,
MODEL/LOCAL/COLLEGE STUDENT
"I pretend to be a perfectionist & have everything sorted whereas i deny that i'm hopeless & have nothing figured out.''
played by amy
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Post by anya avani grey on Mar 11, 2013 17:05:43 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] OH BABY JUST KISS ME TO SLEEP TONIGHT The Words: go here The Outfit: goes here The Notes go here Anya was having of those saddest days of her life. in days like these, she preferred sitting at home, locking herself in her room and drinking. she would listen to sad songs, re-read the messages of her ex, who broke her heart once so badly that she was shattered and hiding under a fake identitiy now, the bad girl around. she didn't believe in love anymore. Or maybe she did, but pretended that she didn't. it was complicated. nobody knew how much broken her ex had left her, how much damaged she was except for one guy, kai. He showed sincerity that she had never seen before. there was care and a mixture of everything, that had a hold of her. no matter how scary it got sometimes to see someone could know her so well, she was willingly opening herself towards him. she didn't know why but his judgements were starting to matter to her. he was straight forward and loyal and always said the bitterest thing, hurting her ego but those were wise advices to knock some sense into her head. for the first time, someone had held onto her and told her that she had to stop getting herself wasted and used, she deserved someone better than this. she had promised him that she would stop drinking if he sang for her so he was on his way. luckily her parents were out of town due to their jobs so she was all alone in the house with her younger sister, who must be busy with her boyfriend in her room. the two got along as long as they respected each other's privacy. anya smelled of alcohol, too much. she decided to take a quick shower and pulled on a pair of pajamas and a top. she had her hair dyed to red, so she was officially red headed now. she heard the knocks and quickly ran downstairs. opening the door, she pulled him in. hey she sounded sober than before. she leaned over and kissed his cheeks. okay, so perhaps she wasn't really very sober.. alcohol still had a hold on her or she would think ten times before doing that. follow me she said, pulling him to the kitchen where she had prepared their teas, as promised and took him into her purple room, full of posters of linkin park, beatles and several other bands and models. here you go she placed the tray of tea cups onto the bed and handed him the guitar. and if you end up loving the tea, i get to mess your hair she grinned. there was a bottle of alcohol nearby from which she had been drinking.
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