Post by BILLY POND on Jul 5, 2015 3:52:21 GMT
 Her allowance had just gone through. Per usual it was a rather hefty amount for a 17 year old to get once a week but when you can from a family as rich as Billy anything less would have raised questions. She didn't really have a new shopping buddy to drag out to the stores or the mall with her so she ended up out alone with money burning a hole in her pocket.
"Shit, been too long since I shopped in New York. Where do I even start?" the girl was talking to herself of course. What else was she to do when she had no one else around? At least not yet. Maybe she'd pick someone up while she was shopping just for the heck of it. wouldn't have been the first time.
"Hm, haven't picked up a new pair of sneakers in awhile..." she mumbled to herself as she walked down the sidewalk contemplating where to go into first. Something like a shoe store certainly seemed like a good start for the day.
As she walked by something shiny caught her eye in a store window. "Hm?" Billy stopped and turned on her heal to face the window and take a much closer look at the bright red pair of sneakers in the shop window.
"Hot damn, now that's what I'm talking about!" Billy happened to get a little distracted just looking at the shoes, delaying her entering to actually try them on. |
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Post by Ava Epsilon on Jul 11, 2015 13:35:25 GMT
Crowds, crowds, crowds. Why were there so many crowds? Man, there needed to be a new plague or something, because there were waaaay too many people all in one place. Whatever, the demon wasn’t here to bitch, she was here to shop. Surprisingly enough, Ava actually enjoyed shopping. All the fun clothes, hot accessories, killer boots—man it was like heaven….or hell. You get the idea. This place was a gateway to fabulousness, and this bitch was just going to skip right through it.
“What to get, what to get.” The demon hummed to herself, tapping a finger to her lips. It had been so long, and she just…didn’t know what looked good anymore. It would have helped if her twin was into this stuff, but meh. That little brat never wanted to do anything fun. Oh well, she was sure to find something alone, right? Maybe some chick will be nice enough to point out the best stores?
Just when she was about to ask a woman next to her, a certain item caught her eye. Red. Sneakers…..fuck she had to have those! Red was her favorite color, and man did they look snazzy. Without hesitation, the girl power walked over to the window until she parked her happy butt right next to another mesmerized shopper. “You said it, man. They look hot as hell.” She muttered back to the girl next to her. Speaking of which, did she look familiar? For a moment, Ava stole her eyes away to look at her fellow shoe-lover. Hey, this chick went to her school….maybe?
“Wait, I’ve seen you before. You got to Hisso too, right?” She asked, turning to lean up against the store window. “You are that troublemaker, yeah? I’ve seen you in detention a couple times.”
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Post by BILLY POND on Jul 17, 2015 3:58:14 GMT
[attr="class","niftrikbilly"] "Hell yeah they are." Billy responded a little absentmindedly as her attention was still on the shoes, and debating if she should get them now or keep looking before making a final purchase. Oh who was she kidding? She was a rich bitch, she didn't need to worry about that kind of shit! Billy liked to pretend sometimes though, just for fun, it filled up the empty time she always seemed to have on her hands after all.
The girl kept talking which actually got a little bit of Billy's attention. For most it would have been school that got their attention but not Billy, school was for losers. What got her attention was detention, hell yeah, that's where all the fun shit happened. "Yeah, you probably have." She was always in detention though, Billy couldn't say she paid any attention to the others in there though since she was always doing something to get herself out of it. Which sometimes meant using the other kids as decoys by getting them to do shit like dance the macarena on top of the desks. "Who the hell are you though?"It was a wonder how she managed to be such a social butterfly sometimes. [newclass=.niftrikbilly b]color:#e6b800;[/newclass] |
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