The idea, as it had been initially presented, was for citizens to experience what it was like to walk in someone else's shoes. In practice it became discovering what it was like to walk in their own shoes, if their taste in shoes were suddenly quite different from normal. The footwear still fit and was comfy, but the style was quite different
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She didn't really care where she ended up at this point, as long as it was nowhere with frilly curtains and fringed hand towels. With no real plan in mind, she spent her afternoon wandering street corners with cigarette in-hand, and wishing that some poor kid would come along, ripe for the picking...
[[ OoC: Kaylee here will be bugged from October 16th (yes, that's a back-date) to October 20th. Yessssssssssssss ]]
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"Wooaaah," And Party stopped in his tracks, squinting. She looked a little familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.. Instead, he finished his hotdog and looked over at the PVC-wearing girl.
"Y'know, smoking's really bad for you."
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Geesh.
Kaylee wrinkled her nose and flicked her cigarette. "It's going to be even worse for you if you don't just move along, kid."
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"There's no need to be so mean."
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She scoffs, flicking the cigarette again, and shrugs at him. "I don't know, I think some kid butting into my break time is a pretty good reason to be mean."
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"I think I'm 24." Or 23? Either way, he smiles pleasantly. "Not a kid. But I guess thanks for the compliment? You sound familiar, though..."
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"You think?" Kaylee laughs, tossing the cigarette to the ground where she kicks at it with the toe of her boot. "Don't think you would know me, sorry dude."
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"There's no need to be so angry, you know." He's back to smiling in a millisecond. "Smiling won't hurt, will it?"
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Especially with that creepy greasy smile of his, ugh.
"Name something worth smiling over and I'll think about it."
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He sticks his hand out.
"I'm Gerard."
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"And maybe we'd all be better of dead than here," she finally replies, ignoring the hand stretched toward her. Her focus turns to his name fairly quickly, and a split second later a grin crosses her face. Look, she does know how to smile.
"Gerard? Oh man, I thought I had it bad."
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"Gerard's not bad," He reasoned. After a few more seconds he realizes that she's probably not going to take his hand, and he puts it in the pockets of his slacks, brows still furrowed. "What's wrong with my name? What's yours, then?"
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"It's bad enough." She laughs, shaking her head. "You don't need to know mine, how's that. You've got enough entertainment with Gerard."
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Rolling her eyes, Kaylee kicks at a rock on the sidewalk. "Why the hell do you even care?"
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