Post by WILLIAM HURST on Mar 30, 2015 17:19:07 GMT
the two a.m. crowd might've been something, but the four a.m. crowd is thin and scarce and only consists of himself and the blonde bimbo he met tonight on a 'fun night out'. inverted, because the 'fun' is imaginary and one should not spend the 'night' 'outside'. everybody and their dog knew that the night had connotations of evil, bastardry, and very drunk idiots.
nonetheless, will sits with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, stirring his almost cold oolong tea with his prepackaged wooden chopsticks, most of it pooling onto paper tablecloths. he's getting half annoyed because never in his life has he ever had tea in such a small cup and the other half is the bimbo can't even keep her head upright.
it would've been somewhat pleasing if she was born say a penguin, or even an elephant. but no. born as a wrecked nutcase of a teenage girl with tatty blonde hair and a too pale complexion, it made will wonder why she was still so intent on making herself look like a trampled sea animal.
one hand goes to pinch the complimentary peanuts sitting on their dividing line and the other takes out the chopsticks from his teacup and uses them to poke at the girl's forehead.
"wake up bimbo, we're having breakfast." william half shouts at her, considerably afraid that the club music had managed to render her deaf. "you're paying, remember?"
@tara
nonetheless, will sits with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, stirring his almost cold oolong tea with his prepackaged wooden chopsticks, most of it pooling onto paper tablecloths. he's getting half annoyed because never in his life has he ever had tea in such a small cup and the other half is the bimbo can't even keep her head upright.
it would've been somewhat pleasing if she was born say a penguin, or even an elephant. but no. born as a wrecked nutcase of a teenage girl with tatty blonde hair and a too pale complexion, it made will wonder why she was still so intent on making herself look like a trampled sea animal.
one hand goes to pinch the complimentary peanuts sitting on their dividing line and the other takes out the chopsticks from his teacup and uses them to poke at the girl's forehead.
"wake up bimbo, we're having breakfast." william half shouts at her, considerably afraid that the club music had managed to render her deaf. "you're paying, remember?"
@tara
