MHA & Streets - 7/12 - Early Afternoon
With her transformed iPod buddy still passed out on her couch after a night of talking about random shit, listening to countless tracks, tagging a wall together, and drinking beer, Haley left a slice of cold pizza, a glass of water, and an aspirin on the table for him before sneaking out for a run; she had already had her own slice and sip.
She was actually going to wake him up to go running with her, but he just looked too adorable with his arms locked tightly around his pillow and his blankets all over the place. Plus, she knew that for all the music her iPod played, it did like to sleep a lot.
So, Haley was on her own as she sprinted around on her day off. She looked a little bit like shit, but she felt surprisingly good. After all, Two-tone, as she so affectionately called him for his combination of rock and hip hops tastes, was much better than the crocodiles.
(Mostly establish-ly but open!)
She was actually going to wake him up to go running with her, but he just looked too adorable with his arms locked tightly around his pillow and his blankets all over the place. Plus, she knew that for all the music her iPod played, it did like to sleep a lot.
So, Haley was on her own as she sprinted around on her day off. She looked a little bit like shit, but she felt surprisingly good. After all, Two-tone, as she so affectionately called him for his combination of rock and hip hops tastes, was much better than the crocodiles.
(Mostly establish-ly but open!)