Baby
[When she woke up after an incredibly fun evening spent at Agravaine's, Euterpe had the feeling today was going to be an exceptional day. It was her second day of spring break, she didn't have any pressing engagements, and life was good. She had a little bounce in her step as she made breakfast and put on some coffee for her still-sleeping bed partner, leaving him a note to let him know she was borrowing a t-shirt and sweat pants because he ripped her dress - though she wasn't mad about it - and letting him know to call her if he wanted later. Her giddy mood stayed with her even as she took the subway back to her place since her car was out of commission still, but as she was walking towards her apartment building she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. Something was about to happen...
She tried to brush it off, pulling out her keys when she heard someone calling out one of her older nicknames. 'Elle-belle' - the most idiotic nickname ever. Only her parents and her ex had ever called her that. Euterpe turned to look instinctively, wishing she hadn't when she saw said ex standing there with his acoustic guitar rocking his best Justin Bieber look. Then he started singing, and she found herself surrounded by a Bieber flashmob.
"You know you love me, I know you care,
Just shout whenever, and I'll be there,
You want my love, you want my heart,
And we will never ever ever be apart!"
As the song went on she was in shock, stuck being serenaded by a Bieber-mob while someone handed her flowers and another person handed her a box containing a living animal. When the stunned sensation wore off she shrieked like a banshee and ran inside, locking herself in her bathroom. Then, as she was debating texting Agravaine for help, her father called. Followed by her mother. W.T.F.]
I had no idea it was possible to hate Justin Bieber any more than I already do, but getting flashmobbed definitely proved me wrong.
(OOC: If anyone wants to have witnessed Terpe getting mobbed by possibly the lamest romantic gesture ever feel free.)
She tried to brush it off, pulling out her keys when she heard someone calling out one of her older nicknames. 'Elle-belle' - the most idiotic nickname ever. Only her parents and her ex had ever called her that. Euterpe turned to look instinctively, wishing she hadn't when she saw said ex standing there with his acoustic guitar rocking his best Justin Bieber look. Then he started singing, and she found herself surrounded by a Bieber flashmob.
"You know you love me, I know you care,
Just shout whenever, and I'll be there,
You want my love, you want my heart,
And we will never ever ever be apart!"
As the song went on she was in shock, stuck being serenaded by a Bieber-mob while someone handed her flowers and another person handed her a box containing a living animal. When the stunned sensation wore off she shrieked like a banshee and ran inside, locking herself in her bathroom. Then, as she was debating texting Agravaine for help, her father called. Followed by her mother. W.T.F.]
I had no idea it was possible to hate Justin Bieber any more than I already do, but getting flashmobbed definitely proved me wrong.
(OOC: If anyone wants to have witnessed Terpe getting mobbed by possibly the lamest romantic gesture ever feel free.)