Old friend, why are you so shy?
WHO: Sally Jupiter and Eddie Blake
WHERE: At Sally's MAC apartment
WHEN: Friday evening
WARNINGS: Guys. Guys. Just take a good, long look at the two characters in this log.
SUMMARY: Sally's getting ready before stopping Donna's little party for the City Lights magazine. And of course Eddie's the master of perfect timing because this is when he decides to pay Sally a visit. Hideousness probably ensues.
FORMAT: Quicklog because Sam is a lazy butt.
[Sally was finally starting to enjoy her weeks of winding down from the charity ball. she hadn't really realized how much she had accomplished until she finally sorted the last few trailing things out. getting the donations out of the way...filing away the paperwork...it actually wasn't that bad having time to set your legs up with a glass of wine in hand every night now.
in fact, there was a glass of wine in hand right at this very moment. she was wandering around her apartment in a nice yellow dress, readying herself for a night out. it was just one glass though...a glass that had barely been touched, and she placed it down on a small side table right by the door of her apartment. she opened the door, not paying attention as she turns back around for a brief second to bend down and pick up her purse and gather her keys.]
WHERE: At Sally's MAC apartment
WHEN: Friday evening
WARNINGS: Guys. Guys. Just take a good, long look at the two characters in this log.
SUMMARY: Sally's getting ready before stopping Donna's little party for the City Lights magazine. And of course Eddie's the master of perfect timing because this is when he decides to pay Sally a visit. Hideousness probably ensues.
FORMAT: Quicklog because Sam is a lazy butt.
[Sally was finally starting to enjoy her weeks of winding down from the charity ball. she hadn't really realized how much she had accomplished until she finally sorted the last few trailing things out. getting the donations out of the way...filing away the paperwork...it actually wasn't that bad having time to set your legs up with a glass of wine in hand every night now.
in fact, there was a glass of wine in hand right at this very moment. she was wandering around her apartment in a nice yellow dress, readying herself for a night out. it was just one glass though...a glass that had barely been touched, and she placed it down on a small side table right by the door of her apartment. she opened the door, not paying attention as she turns back around for a brief second to bend down and pick up her purse and gather her keys.]