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Post by wylie elwes on Feb 19, 2011 0:14:00 GMT -7
------- TO wylie the previous night was a total blur. as she lay in her bed after sleeping most of the day away, the events kept playing in her mind. she had went to work like she would on any normal friday night. she went in around eleven o'clock and she was usually home by five, which she didn't mind at all. when she was in school it had been a hassle sometimes, but she always made things work. the previous night had been different than most though, she went to work around her normal time but it was really the last place she had wanted to be. she wasn't in a great mood, and she knew before the night had even started that something would go wrong and it would end badly. sure enough, something went wrong. she had gotten stuck with a group of guys, that were in her mind absolute pigs, and she really wanted nothing to do with them. she had tried to act like she wanted to be there, but when one of them grabbed her ass it was over. that just pushed everything over the edge for her, and she threw the mans drink in his face. she knew that would probably get her fired, but she never expected what came next. the man, that now had some sort of alcohol over him, had grabbed her by the arm as if to make sure she didn't fall over, and he slapped her right across the face. as she thought of this she ran her hand over her cheek, it hurt just to touch her face. she was happy in a way though, because the events of last night had pushed her to quit her job as a stripper and that made her happy. the black eye that she probably had because of the guy though, not so much.
------- SHE rolled over in her bed and looked at the alarm clock that was sitting on the night stand. it was four o'clock in the afternoon, she had come home and slept the whole day away. part of her really didn't want to get out of bed, but she knew that griffon would be over soon enough expecting to be fed because she told him that she would make him supper that night. he was to be over alittle after five o'clock, so that gave her an hour to get ready and to make something. slowly but surely she got out of bed and made her way into the kitchen so that she could get the pasta started before she took a shower and got ready. as soon as the hard pasta was in the boiling water she herself stepped into the warm water of the running shower. it felt so good to just stand in the shower and be warm, but she knew she couldn't take forever, so she quickly washed her hair and her body and got out. the face she saw in the mirror was far from beautiful, she had a huge black eye and on her arm she had bruises from where the guy had grabbed her. after brushing and blow drying her hair she tried to apply make up over the bruise in hopes to hide it from griffon, but it hurt to much to touch it so she simply gave up. she could come up with some lie for why she had a black eye, and she would wear a long sleeve shirt so that he wouldn't see her arm. she looked in the mirror once again, after putting on a pair of leggings and a long sleeve white and gray shirt, she felt over clothed. she never wore this much clothes around her apartment or even in griffons presence, but it was necessary. as soon as she was done getting ready, the pasta was ready to and she had sauce cooking, all that she needed to do was get out some plates and silver ware so they could eat once griffon got there. as she was putting the pasta and sauce into bowls and onto the counter, she heard a knock at her door which had to have been griffon. come in. she cried, knowing that the door was unlocked.
notes, <3 them
words, idk
music, none
clothing, here.
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