Post by talia rhys james on Aug 21, 2012 23:38:24 GMT -5
[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, line-height:80%;][atrb=style, width:360px; padding:10px; background:#ffffff;] EVERYTHING THE WORLD COULD THROW, I'LL TAKE THE BLOW it was one of those days, for talia. one of those days where you don't want to get out or bed, but your body and your mind just won't accept that desire. she crawled out of bed at almost four in the afternoon, almost eleven hours after she had crawled into it. she fought her roommate out of the bathroom and started a bath, observing her face in the mirror while she impatiently waited. you look like shit, she mumbled to her reflection. she glared at her reflection for a minute and then threw a towel at the mirror. i'm just gonna stop looking at you. after washing the reminisnce of last night from herself, she did what she usually did after waking up, she scrolled through her newsfeed on facebook, like it was the morning paper. she let her head fall back and sighed, figuring out what day of the week it was by the sounds of her roommate getting ready for work. hey tyler, can i come to work with you!? she called out, and titled her head waiting for a reply. there was nothing better for her to do today and being alone was nowhere near ideal. besides, his place of work was one of the only clubs she didn't frequently visit. |