Post by taint on Feb 7, 2007 22:39:21 GMT 1
She tailed off at about that point, Chandra raised her eyebrow slightly and mumbled a few words as a weak excuse to leave the conversation. The other girl nodded softly, relieved to be rid of the unwanted attention in the first place. Chandra tailed off towards the exit of the club, she mumbled softly about still being that bit too young to buy anything potent enough. Fake id's cost a fortune and a fortune was far from what she could afford, the doors swinged behind her and the ever present beat of the music became a distant sound which disturbed the otherwise peaceful night streets, she was on the edge of town and the bar was just a little water hole in a big drain. It was far too crammed in her opinion, Eyes fell backwards to the skies, a nice quiet night indeed, the moon glanced down at her. For a second Chandra teased her brain with the idea that it was saying hello to her, a smile slowly glided to her lips and she pulled out the package, retrieving both the lighter and a cigarette from it. She placed it between her lips and took a drag, the lighter flaring up at the same time, but the wind blew it out before any success was made in igniting the actual cigarette. Another attempt followed, only shielded by her hands this time, yet again it failed.
"of course this gotta happen, first a freaking half attack of claustrophobia and then this. Just bloody great eh Esse?"
She was mumbling once again. She always did that, She turned her back to the wind, squatted down and flapped up the collars of the heavy leather jacket hanging over her shoulders, again she made an attempt at lighting the cigarette and finally she suceeded in it as well. A relaxed smile spread on her lips as she went back up into an upright position, her heels clacked against the pavement as she turned for the street, her cornrows clacked softly against the metal studs on the back of her jacket, forming the words "Just another rebel teenager" on her back, on the front down both of her sides, a giant pattern of the same small studs spelled the names of a large amount of the soldiers that died in the vietnam wars. She was actually wearing pants for once as well, leather pants far too tight for modesty, open on the sides, bound only by two long leather in order to allow her unrestricted movements nonetheless, finally the entire get up is finished with a simple pair of millitary boots, making each and every of her steps echo through the empty streets.
She started on the long way home
"of course this gotta happen, first a freaking half attack of claustrophobia and then this. Just bloody great eh Esse?"
She was mumbling once again. She always did that, She turned her back to the wind, squatted down and flapped up the collars of the heavy leather jacket hanging over her shoulders, again she made an attempt at lighting the cigarette and finally she suceeded in it as well. A relaxed smile spread on her lips as she went back up into an upright position, her heels clacked against the pavement as she turned for the street, her cornrows clacked softly against the metal studs on the back of her jacket, forming the words "Just another rebel teenager" on her back, on the front down both of her sides, a giant pattern of the same small studs spelled the names of a large amount of the soldiers that died in the vietnam wars. She was actually wearing pants for once as well, leather pants far too tight for modesty, open on the sides, bound only by two long leather in order to allow her unrestricted movements nonetheless, finally the entire get up is finished with a simple pair of millitary boots, making each and every of her steps echo through the empty streets.
She started on the long way home
