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Post by bethany on Feb 11, 2013 12:27:18 GMT -5
Bethany was running a little early, so she decides to stop into one of the local markets. She liked to go to the Mom and Pop places to offer her support to the community, whenever she could anyways. The big business people were making that harder and harder though. Walking along the aisles, she starts to randomly pick up various junk food. With her arms full, she heads back towards the soda cooler now. Eyes scanning the various colored bottles, trying to decide which tasty little beverage she was in the mood for. Opening one of the doors, juggling the food from one arm to the other, until she's able to grab out two bottles of Calypso Southern Style Peach Lemonade. It was one of her new favorites, but she was having a hard time finding it around. So it was always nice to make a mental note of a new place that seemed to keep it in stock. Hauling her goodies to the counter, she pays and grabs her bags to head back outside.
It was just a little farther to the building where Chelsie's apartment was located. Bethany found herself wondering... and not for the first time ... if this was really a good idea. Chelsie was one of the first people to befriend her when she enrolled at Mayview Academy, but Bethany had always felt that she was also one of the biggest ' I'm just using you ' friends. Still, she had a hard time thinking bad of the lively blonde. The two of them had done a lot together, and if it hadn't been for Chelsie, Bethany may never had made it through her freshman year. Now the other girl seemed to be in some sort of trouble, or a rut and needed help. So she could be there for her old friend, it was natural and the right thing to do right?
By the time Bethany finally finishes arguing with herself, she notices that the trip was over, and she was standing just outside of Chelsie's door. Adjusting her bags into one hand, she takes in a deep breath and releases it slowly to calm her nerves a bit. Nothing would go wrong, it wasn't some sort of plot or trap- they were just going to hang out and watch some movies together. Normal people did that all of the time. Lifting her free hand, she lightly raps her knuckles against the doors surface- and waits.
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Post by chelsie sydney rayne on Feb 11, 2013 12:57:20 GMT -5
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IM SEXY AND I KNOW IT
Chelsie had made sure that she worked the early shift that day, giving her enough time to get home and get everything cleaned. Not that her apartment was dirty or anything, she just wanted to make sure that everything was perfect. She knew that it was just a girl friend coming over to hang out, but if things went right, this friend could possibly have a ticket to Hollywood for Chelsie. Yes, everything needed to be perfect. Calling in a pizza, Chelsie made sure that it was going to be delivered after 7:30 and that it was a really cute boy.
She figured that her friend would be bringing over stuff, she just had no idea on what. Grabbing some pillows from her bed, she set them, plus some blankets out in the living room, trying to make it as comfortable as she could. Sitting on the couch, she looked around, satisfied with the way things looked when she heard a knock on the door. Jumping up and skipping to the door, she opened it with excitement and pulled Bethany in, giving her hug. ”Oh my gosh, it’s been far too long!” Taking the bag from her hands, Chelsie set it down on the counter, allowing the other girl to get comfy.
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Post by bethany on Feb 15, 2013 5:03:37 GMT -5
Bethany had been quite prepared to flee, just as Chelsie opened the door. Those 'calming breaths' just never really seemed to work for her. Moving into the apartment, she finds herself pulled and wound up in an embrace. She had almost forgotten just how ' touchy ' the other girl had always been. As if on auto-pilot she responds to Chelsie's embrace, sighing as the other girl pulls away, and takes the bag from her. A sigh, perhaps of defeat?
" Mm, yes we really should have gotten together sooner. "
Free, she takes a moment roam about and look at Chelsie's apartment. She doesn't go very far, just right there in the living room / kitchen area. It was a nice apartment, maybe a little small and a bit ordinary... So Bethany could just imagine that Chelsie was having a fit with it, but it would be better than nothing. Still nothing about Chelsie's personality was small and ordinary. Taking off her jacket, she folds it over the back of a nearby chair- and then turns back to her long lost 'friend'.
" So what's first? "
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Post by chelsie sydney rayne on Feb 17, 2013 13:02:12 GMT -5
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IM SEXY AND I KNOW IT
Chelsie loved playing hostess in her own apartment, even though she knew it was small and easy to navigate through. She couldn’t wait for the day that she would be able to move out and get a bigger place, she was starting to go stir crazy, the only consolation was the big bedroom. ”Here, let me give you a quick tour.” Basically standing in the middle of the place, Chelsie turned in circles pointing to each area. ”That’s obviously the main door, here’s the living room, back there is my bedroom, its huge, across the hall is the bathroom, over there is the kitchen and dining room, and finally the pantry. I know it’s not much, but sadly its all I can afford right now on a waitresses tips. Im hoping to soon change jobs…” Quickly trying to change subjects, she didn’t want Bethany to find out that the only reason she had invited her was to get her help. Looking down at her cell phone she noticed that it was nearly time for the pizza to be delivered. She loved playing with the pizza boys. Smiling she took off her sweatshirt so that she was in just her pj shorts and a tiny tank top. Hearing a knock on the door, she couldn’t help but smirk. ”Time for game number one. You ready?”Outfit: here |
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Post by bethany on Feb 25, 2013 10:33:30 GMT -5
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Bethany followed Chelsie about like a polite guest should. She could tell that the other girl was having fun playing the perfect hostess- but that didn't surprise her. Anything that put Chelsie at the center of attention made her happy. At least that much hadn't changed in the time that they had been apart. When she mentions the hope of switching jobs soon, Bethany couldn't stop a single brow from arching up curiously. Wondering if her friend had found something better, or if that was part of the master plan behind inviting her over for this little slumber party. She didn't have much time to mull over it all before the knock at the door and Chelsie was talking about games. While Bethany couldn't be sure what was about to happen- she did have a pretty good idea, and her cheeks were already starting to warm in a soft flush. Whoever was on the other side of that door was in a world of trouble... Trouble that they would most likely enjoy each and every second of.
" As ready as I'm ever going to be. "
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Post by chelsie sydney rayne on Mar 4, 2013 15:21:53 GMT -5
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IM SEXY AND I KNOW IT
Running over to the door, she grinned back at Bethany as she opened the door and began to talk quietly to the pizza boy. She was definitely flirting with the young boy, and he seemed to be enjoying. Whispering into his ear, she slowly walked away from him, allowing him to step inside the apartment and let the door close behind him. Standing next to Bethany, Chelsie looked between the two, and smiled. ”We were just getting ready to have a slumber party. Do you know what girls do at a slumber party Jack? Why don’t you take a guess? I bet you can guess right.” She knew what most guys thought girls did at sleepover, and for normal girls, they were completely wrong, but with Chelsie, all rules were out the window. She liked to get guys opinions on what they thought they did, then she would usually do those things right in front of them. When the boy said ‘wear pajamas’ Chelsie smiled. That was an easy one. Showing off hers she looked over at Bethany. ”You heard what he said, pajama time.” Outfit: here |
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Post by bethany on Mar 19, 2013 12:13:09 GMT -5
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Tilting her head to the side, Bethany arches a slender brow as she watches Chelsie interacting with the pizza delivery guy. The younger girl could vaguely remember Chelsie's little games- and she was getting this sinking feeling in her belly that she wasn't going to much like this one. The guy didn't seem to realize just how lucky he could be, when he makes some off-handed comment about pajamas. Sighing softly, she shakes her head as Chelsie shows off her night wear. It wasn't as bad as some of the other nighties she'd seen the girl wear over the years- but it was still a lot smaller than the sort of thing she'd wear. When Chelsie turns towards her she rolls her eyes, and heads back towards the bathroom. She would be damned if she'd change right there in front of them both. Kicking off her boots and stripping out of her travel clothes, she opens her duffel bag and starts to dig about. After a few seconds she pulls out a pair of long pink and black flannel pajama pants, and a pink tank top. Slipping the outfit on, she shoves her other clothes back into her bag, and heads back out into the living room with the others. Looking towards Chelsie, she folds her arms across her chest.
" Happy now? "
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