Post by Deleted on Aug 25, 2013 10:30:33 GMT -6
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Please click here for her attire.
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Another day has begun for Miss Anya White. She had the day off to do whatever she wanted to do, though the night would be devoted to waiting tables and making tips. She was normally off tonight, but one of the other girls called her and asked her to cover for her shift. She agreed, but only if she would agree to covering for her night shift during next weekend. The girl had mumbled an agreement, before she hung up. A half-smile played at Anya's lips. She suggested a mere trade of work shifts, since it was only fair to ask the same for her shift next weekend. Was it too much to ask? Anya didn't really think so, but something told her that it was for the other girl.
She leaned back against the couch, as she plopped her phone beside her and sighed. "I'm not asking for much, am I?" she asked the ceiling. Of course, it didn't answer her. She rolled her eyes, looking back towards the TV. "I don't think I am.." she then added, while a sigh slipped past her lips. Her mind seemed to drift, as her eyes watched what was going on the TV set. Some commercial about cleaning supplies popped on. Then, within a few moments, her mind had wandered towards more recent encounters. Like Raira and the guy she met at the club. Anya's cheeks seemed to remember them, all too well. They were both nice and sweet towards her, which made her feel good about herself. Unlike her father, who belittled at every turn and took away her mother. She bit her lip, pushing back the thoughts of him. She was not going to think about him and ruin her day before it really began. She took a slow, deep breath and got up from the couch. It was about time she got out of the house and had a bit of fun. Her stomach seemed to agree with that idea, letting out a big growl, since it was tired of the food within the household at the moment. Then, her sweet tooth set off a light-bulb and Anya smiled. Ice cream, she had thought to herself.
And with that in mind, Anya got herself ready to go and get some ice cream. A short-sleeve Gypsy top with an underbust corset, boot-cut jeans, and calf-high boots. It seemed like a good enough outfit for a trip over to the ice cream parlor, adding on a pair of fingerless fishnet gloves to adorn her arms and some jewelry as well. Her outfit made her stand out a bit, but she could care less. It suited her personal tastes, so why did it matter to anyone else but her? She didn't find a problem with it.
It didn't take her long to get over there and by the time she walked through the entrance to the parlor, she was craving chocolate and vanilla in a twist. So, that's what she ended up ordering, when it was her turn. She almost squealed with girlish glee, when she had her ice cream in hand. Anya then found a spot in a corner near the window and sat alone. Anya smiled, as she took the first lick of her ice cream. "Mmm, now this is what the doctor ordered." she said softly to herself, before taking another lick.
OOC: Anyone care to join her? xD