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Post by KT on Dec 18, 2008 15:25:38 GMT -5
It was six a.m. and most of the heartbreak hotel inhabitants were still far away in dreamland. Tired of last nights party during which some of them had drunk just a little bit too much.
Streets wasn't any different from them except the fact that she didn't drink any alcohol.
''I don't nee alcohol to have fun'' was her standard answer when any of the other bohemians tried tricking her into drinking.
She was a girl who knew what she wanted and somebody who had strong principles. She'd seen Scaramouche en Galileo enter the heartbreak hotel and her first reaction had been one of fright. After the many years she'd spend in the heartbreak hotel Streets had been afraid that now they had found the prophecy everything would be over.
But none of that had turned out to be true, she was still at the heartbreak hotel. Tapping her way trough life.
The clock in her small room which was filled with the so called po-sters was pointing out that it was 7.30 most of the other bohemians would still be asleep but she didn't really care.
Streets jumped out of bed and grabbed her drumsticks as she made her way trough the door. On her way to the central room she tapped rhythmically on the walls. Causing some mumbling in several of the rooms. It just made her smile. She knew, or at least hoped they'd be forgiving when they knew there would be a concert in a couple of days.
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Post by Scaramouche on Dec 19, 2008 21:01:42 GMT -5
Scaramouche groaned when tapping noises invaded the peaceful oblivion of sleep. She rolled over and almost rolled onto Galileo, who was still in deep slumber, but mumbling due to his dreams. The tapping noise kept going on and on.
Tapitty tappity tap
" Cut it out!" she mumbled, raising her head slightly, still half asleep.
Tapitty tappity tap
Grumbling slightly, the purple haired girl, sat up, trying not to wake the young man asleep next to her and shuffled over to the door.
" Oi!" she snapped, swinging the door open and sticking her head out into the dark hall. " Some of us a trying to sleep!"
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Post by KT on Dec 20, 2008 11:30:31 GMT -5
" Oi! Some of us a trying to sleep!"
Streets turned around and grinned ''morning Mouche!'' she yelled trough the hallway. ''How're you doing'' Streets laughed. She knew Scaramouche was probably incredibly mad at her, but usually she was able to just laugh away any fights. ''Are you ready for the concert?''
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Post by Scaramouche on Dec 20, 2008 15:41:46 GMT -5
''How're you doing''
Scaramouche narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms, leaning against the door frame.
" Oh I was doing fine until you decided to wake the entire Heartbreak!" she scowled, letting out a huge yawn.
''Are you ready for the concert?''
" For you're information, yes I am!" she answered. " There, are you happy! Now, could you stop practicing this early in the morning so that the rest of us normal people can get to sleep!"
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Post by KT on Dec 20, 2008 17:11:10 GMT -5
Streets raised an eyebrow. This is not how she knew Scaramouche. She turned around and walked back up to Scaramouche's door.
''Ok, I'm sorry for waking you up'' streets smiled. She looked at the floor and then back up at Scaramouche. ''So, are you gonna tell me what's wrong with you today.''
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Post by Scaramouche on Dec 20, 2008 21:11:42 GMT -5
" Nothing is wrong!" Scaramouche said.
She sighed and yawned once more.
" But it is only seven in the morning and I was up quite late last night!"
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Post by KT on Dec 22, 2008 10:08:35 GMT -5
''I'm sorry'' streets grinned, ''I'll let you go back to bed then'''she turned around and walked down the hallway. ''Still tapping the same rythem on the nearby wall.'' While humming along softly.
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