Post by taylor nicole monroe on Jan 24, 2012 21:50:29 GMT -5
s h o u ld i g i v e u p o r s h o u l d i
just keep chasing pavements even though it
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| [atrb=width,240] Both hands were overfilled with bags as Taylor walked down the street towards her next destination. The start of a new year meant a new wardrobe for Taylor and today the weather was pleasant enough to go shopping. She knew she'd be taking her clothes off a lot today to try new things on so she wore a pale blue sundress covered by her peacoat, and her boots went halfway up to her knees. Not very much of her legs were showing but the temperature had risen to near forty degrees and after below zero weather that felt like summer. It was still chilly but it wasn't uncomfortable. She picked her pace up when someone came out of Starbucks and held the doors for her and once inside she looked for a place to sit her things down. Luckily for her there was a booth near the front corner where she had to wait in line, so she walked over and placed her bags in the booth stepping away to go stand in line. Taylor kept glancing back at her things but when she heard the person behind the counter talking to her she turned back to order her coffee. She paid the man and stepped to the side to wait for her drink but kept looking back at the large amount of money she spent sitting in the booth alone. When she heard her order number called she reached across the counter and took the hot cup from the man before turning to head back to her table. A couple of girls that looked to be in their mid-teens went and threw their cups away in the trash beside her booth, and that wouldn't have mattered except Taylor saw one reach over and grab two of her bags rushing towards the door. Taylor gasped as she tried to run and not spill her drink as she burst through the door and watched the girls racing down the street away from the coffee shop. "That blouse will never fit your fatass you stupid bitch!" Taylor could not believe that had came out of her mouth, but those teens just stole something that belonged to her and she was not pleased. She felt like crying as she knew she'd never catch them if she tried chasing them down, so instead she sulked defeated as she turned to walk back into Starbucks. Everyone who had just heard her yell were staring at her as she sulked over and slipped into the booth taking a sip of her drink as she looked at the few bags short pile. She should have known better than to leave her stuff unattended, and now she'd probably never see that blouse again unless if she went back and bought another one. She had the money but she had better things to spend it on, so trying to forget it she took another drink doodling with her finger on the table. | [atrb=width,100] words , 499 words tagged , open notes , I wanted to try out an enhanced template, and I also needed to get a post for Taylor up since it's been a while. I hope someone replies so I can get her going! Let me know if you want it and I can tag your character! I know this first post is short but there wasn't much I could do with her! |
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