A blast from the past
Who: Jinx and Yuffie
When: Sunday the 12th
Where: Jinx's apartment
What: Old friends meeting up.Too bad half of the people involved think they're in trouble.
Warnings: Swearing, Smoking, Whining of the teenage female variety...Possible violence...who knows.
There were very few things that Yuffie was positive of in a situation as random and strange as this; one, so far there was someone who had some problem with her already, two, that she really didn't want to get in a fight right after moving here, and three, that she really shouldn't be standing outside this door.
But, as usual, the curiosity was KILLING her and it made her judgment a little iffy. She wanted to know how the HELL this girl knew her. She knew approximately one person in the whole damn city and they were related. So this had to be either a joke, a set up.
Neither of which was a good thing. Especially when she had her cousin and therefore her dad by extension breathing down her neck and expecting her to be a good little girl. Like hell. She didn't need a fight on her first day. Stealing she could hide, but fights were always a bit more interesting to hide the effects of from nosy family members.
Seemed like the only thing her dad would pay attention to would be if she got in trouble again.
She stared at the door for a very long moment, trying to decide whether or not she was actually going to knock when finally-
"HEY. WHORE BITCH. LET ME THE FUCK IN SO I CAN GET SOME ANSWERS!" Yuffie kicked the door, her heavy boot making the impact much louder.
What ever the outcome, Yuffie was curious damn it!
When: Sunday the 12th
Where: Jinx's apartment
What: Old friends meeting up.Too bad half of the people involved think they're in trouble.
Warnings: Swearing, Smoking, Whining of the teenage female variety...Possible violence...who knows.
There were very few things that Yuffie was positive of in a situation as random and strange as this; one, so far there was someone who had some problem with her already, two, that she really didn't want to get in a fight right after moving here, and three, that she really shouldn't be standing outside this door.
But, as usual, the curiosity was KILLING her and it made her judgment a little iffy. She wanted to know how the HELL this girl knew her. She knew approximately one person in the whole damn city and they were related. So this had to be either a joke, a set up.
Neither of which was a good thing. Especially when she had her cousin and therefore her dad by extension breathing down her neck and expecting her to be a good little girl. Like hell. She didn't need a fight on her first day. Stealing she could hide, but fights were always a bit more interesting to hide the effects of from nosy family members.
Seemed like the only thing her dad would pay attention to would be if she got in trouble again.
She stared at the door for a very long moment, trying to decide whether or not she was actually going to knock when finally-
"HEY. WHORE BITCH. LET ME THE FUCK IN SO I CAN GET SOME ANSWERS!" Yuffie kicked the door, her heavy boot making the impact much louder.
What ever the outcome, Yuffie was curious damn it!