Post by IZUMI ERI MIYOKO on Dec 20, 2011 15:22:22 GMT -6
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YOU'DFLYUPACROSSTHESKY
JUST TO PROVE YOUR POINT NOW WOULDN'T YOU?
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[/blockquote][/blockquote]"Awwwe, no! Come on!"
The words floated bitterly out of the teens mouth as she banged one fist against the left of the double doors for the third time, her disappointment contained only due to the exhaustion that overpowered the emotion due to having ran the last ten minutes to get to the building she now stood before. But then again, as the fact that she had ran all this way for nothing sunk in it did bring out some noticeable disappointment on her features.
The day's plans had been to go out and kill some zombies but nope. Apparently the staff at the arcade were zombie lovers for the place had been closed today. Well... It wasn't really today so much as it was a quarter past eight pm on a Wednesday night; a school night no less. Not that that mattered to Izumi. She had really wanted to go blow the heads off of the undead! Or play Pacman. Tekken. Or anything that she could get her hands on really. She pretty much liked all of the games that the arcade had to offer. Even the dancing ones although she was terrible at them, despite her beliefs that she was one of the best dancers in the universe.
So what she was doing instead? Wandering. With a huff she had gone from standing angrily infront of the arcade doors to walking along the streets of the Ikebukuro District. Her arms crossed over her chest and her eyes half narrowed, dead set on the path ahead while her mind darted back and forth between thoughts of what to do now. Izumi honestly didn't want to go home yet. It was only eight o'clock! She wasn't... Okay, she was the kind of student that was usually at home at this time, went to bed real early and then proceeded to wake up at the last possible minute for school. But she didn't want to go home just yet. She didn't actually know what she wanted to do but she just knew that it wasn't going home. One; because she simply just had no desire to and two; because she was pretty sure that her father was in one of his depressive moods again. Her parents anniversary had been around this time and... Well, if her dear mother hadn't left them than this would be a happy time of year for her father, instead of one that made him depressed and not good company.
So that left... Wandering about looking bored until it got real late enough that it forced her to head home? Might as well have some music then. With that thought, Izumi had took her eyes off the sidewalk and reached into her hip satchel for her blue ipod for just a second...
And... Then she bumped into someone that in turn made her blink and stagger back. She hadn't meant to! She had just turned the corner and... And... Oh, what the h. E. Double toothpicks.
"Oh! Sorry! Sorry! I'm so sorry!"
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WORDS! *to lazy to count*[/font]
TAGS! Open to any and all! ^.^
OUTFIT! Outfit
CREDIT! lyrics from "Strong Enough" by Tal Bachmen, template by zee of caution