[open] I can't believe how you looked at me With your James Dean glossy eyes
Characters: Thomas, and whoever wants to run into him and/or kill him
Time: All Day Long (if you know what I mean), end of the week
Location: Various locations around Chicago.
Content: Thomas is running errands/making dates/breaking hearts, and generally being shameless
Format: Prose or actionspam, doesn't matter to me.
Warnings: Beware of Thomas
The white sports car sped down the empty Chicago streets with reckless abandon, but still somehow managed to swerve on a dime, pulling neatly into a parking space next to the curb. The driver's side door opened and for a second the heavy thrum of bass and driving backbeat filled the street before Thomas killed the engine. He stepped out and locked the car, eyeing both sides of the street reflexively, then made his way to the sidewalk.
[ooc: feel free to choose where he's parked.]
Time: All Day Long (if you know what I mean), end of the week
Location: Various locations around Chicago.
Content: Thomas is running errands/making dates/breaking hearts, and generally being shameless
Format: Prose or actionspam, doesn't matter to me.
Warnings: Beware of Thomas
The white sports car sped down the empty Chicago streets with reckless abandon, but still somehow managed to swerve on a dime, pulling neatly into a parking space next to the curb. The driver's side door opened and for a second the heavy thrum of bass and driving backbeat filled the street before Thomas killed the engine. He stepped out and locked the car, eyeing both sides of the street reflexively, then made his way to the sidewalk.
[ooc: feel free to choose where he's parked.]