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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 5, 2016 5:34:25 GMT 2
Why was she back here at this place, again? Natalie wasn't too sure. Maybe it was remedy the hangover that she was recovering from, or the fact that she absolutely loved coffee. Natalie wore a simple hood to disclose her features, having drunkenly forgotten her mask back at her flat. It was annoying thought, she didn't even have a spare in her hoodie pouch -- but whatever. She could pose as a normal person, couldn't she?
Emotion briefly flared in her eyes as she ordered a tall, black coffee. No cream, no sugar -- just the big deal. Coffee. Natty preferred it as hot as possible, truthfully. The scorching sensation against her tongue was already a plus to wake her up, and it typically helped knock the hangover out of her head.
Withdrawing from the cafe counter after paying, she retreats to an empty table near a nearby window. It was a foggy evening outside, it'd probably be another cold rain - or so she figured. Though, she shrugged the thought off and began to sip absently on her drink. Maybe she'd just hang out here awhile.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2016 5:52:34 GMT 2
Shhhhh.... Put me out my misery
On another cold night in December
From now let's make some memories
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Every night for Johnny ended up being a rough one, and last night was no exception. Between the opiates and the alcohol Johnny knew it would only be a matter of time before his liver or kidney would give out on him. But he was able to survive everything else, why not this? Johnny rolled out of bed and the first thing he did was grab some morphine in lieu of methadone and whiskey. [break] He still had the clothes on from last night, just a basic tee and jeans. Stumbling into the bathroom he brushed his teeth and cracked his neck, relieving some of the tension, he didn’t even notice the gash on his forehead that had dried blood smeared on his forehead. [break] It was at this moment Johnny decided he needed some coffee to help his day go by. And where else would hungover Johnny want to go, while he was looking like shit? Grand Lux of course! Where else can you get a twenty dollar cup of joe and still get disrespected? [break] Johnny bustled his way into the café and made his way to the counter, ordering a triple shot redeye and pointing over to a table in the corner. Johnny hadn’t even noticed the girl sitting there already. When the barista made note of his order, Johnny rolled his eyes and made his way over to the table he had pointed at, crashing into an empty chair next to a random chick and slamming his head down on the table. ”Shit…” He mumbled softly with his forehead against the table.
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 6, 2016 4:11:39 GMT 2
Natalie jostled from her daze as some random dude sat down in front of her. She was majorly rustled from her daydreams by the way he dropped his head into the table. Slowly she blinks, anxiety creeping to grip her heart and tug it down into her stomach. She really should of wore a mask.
Grinding her teeth, she takes a slow sip of her coffee and waves a hand to try and garner this fellow's attention. "Rough night?" Nat questions curiously, her pale blue-grey eyes shifting in a cat like inquisition. Maybe she should just let him have this table, or something? Though, she did get here first. In particular, she just didn't want bad company.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2016 4:24:38 GMT 2
Shhhhh.... Put me out my misery
On another cold night in December
From now let's make some memories
Let us make something to remember [div style="width:380px;background-color:#ffffff;opacity:.4;color:#000000;font-family:arial;font-size:11px;padding:10px;border:0px;text-align:justify;line-height:11px;"
Johnny truly didn’t think he sat down at someone’s table, but when you’re slightly inebriated it wasn’t difficult to not notice a few things, one obviously being people sitting at a table. But when he heard a girls voice ask if he had a rough night, his eyes popped open as he left his head on the table to try and hide his blushing. Do I act like I’m crazy and just get up and leave or do I try to talk it up a bit? He took a breath and lifted his head. [break] “Yeah…a bit…I guess” Johnny said with a soft smile, pushing a hand through his slightly damp hair. He cocked one head to the side and smirked and begin to nod. ”No offense, but it looks like you know how I feel.” He sort of asked and stated to her at the same time while picking up his redeye to sip on.
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 8, 2016 0:05:51 GMT 2
Natalie lazily sipped the coffee she had ordered, and simply stared. After a good few seconds she tilts her head and gives a shrug. "Hangover?" She inquires in good interest, her coffee once again meeting her lips as she waited for a reply. Nat had had plenty of hangovers in her time -- be it from getting high, getting wasted, or both, she could relate easier to the forbidden fruit of a word.
She laughs. "Or did you just have a shitty night in the sack, eh?" Came her curious quip, her pale eyes blinking. Either way, it wasn't bad to make small talk with strangers -- or so she found. Besides, worse comes to worse, she just shoots another person -- right?
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