Who: Mostly guys, but girls are welcome too
What: Open Office Log that is really an Open Date Log
When: Jan 5th-Feb 10th
Where: ANYWHERE YOU WANT. FOR A DATE.
Warnings: M for Mostly men. And probably usage of the nose-blood icon. Also protective brothers, collect the entire set!
Sasha had never really dated. Being a 18 year old girl who hadn't really
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Max knocked on Sasha's door at the appointed hour on the appointed day to whisk her away to a magical land of burning meats.
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But every Red Dress had its share of limits and Sasha had been particular cruel to her own; after being washed in hot water, already discolored during her date with Poo and later having spots which she wanted, desperately, removed to have a clean dress...she had thrown bleach on it.
Now it sad, wet, on the floor as she looked at it, disheartened, half-dressed in her underwear and top, fighting back her own bitter disappointment. The price of Volgin's surgery had reopened figurative wounds as well and this seemed like the breakdown point. Nothing seemed to work right today. She shook near the bed, slumped, using her wings to cover as much of her body like a giant cocoon to hide herself from the world. Head slumped between her hands, she did her best not to cry. She was much braver than that. She shouldn't be crying.
Sasha didn't even hear the knocking.
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"Dangit!" exclaimed Max. Well, at least this time there wasn't a busted door. This could be fixed somewhat easily. "UH," said Max loudly, poking his head into the apartment, "Sorry about the door."
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The mess of a dress in front of her probably told him all he needed to know anyway.
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It's funny that you think that Max is perceptive enough to realize that 1. that is a dress on the floor, 2. the dress is ruined, and 3. it is the cause for Sasha not hearing him knocking on the door.
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"Yeah you're probably right. I was just...having a few problems. I got sidetracked. Sorry." Better leave it at that. It really was pretty weird talking with a human and knowing he'd understand. Swiftly, while still looking at him, she tossed the dress on top of the bed with one of her clawed feet and walked into the nearby door frame, shifting. "Lemme go put on human clothing in the next room."
She closed the door and began to look at her three other outfits and figure out which one was the best to wear...
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The sight of her door destroyed from the frame had to be a telling sign that something had gone horribly wrong. Vinnie burst into her room with a coupon in his hand and very little concern for anything else, running so blindly on rage and panic that he immediately crashed headlong into Max's broad, meaty back immediately breaking all his pitiful little bones.
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"Vinnie what the hell is goin' on?" Max asked.
Yes, Vinnie. You're the one who needs to explain his actions. Not Max.
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Vinnie could smell her here. But all he could see was a ruined, wet red dress on the bed. What the hell had just happened?! Was it Max or... or some other freak suitor? Was she hurt?
"Why the hell's the door broken? What the hell--" he waved the crumpled date coupon in his hand, "is this?! And where the hell is Sasha?!"
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When you are Max, it happens sometimes.
"And that's... hey how'd you get that? Sasha gave me a date coupon for Christmas. How'd you get it?"
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"I found this, slipped under my door. And slipped under Koz's door. And probably slipped under the door of every room in the guys' wing." Watch the poor boy's face twitch. "I don't know if she's LOST HER MIND."
That last bit was directed at you, Sis. Wherever you were in the room.
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