Rattatattat~! {Oh-oh-open!}
Aug 23, 2013 19:31:47 GMT -5
Post by Gone5eva on Aug 23, 2013 19:31:47 GMT -5
Malissa Dawn
Blonde locks fell eagerly before her emerald tinted eyes, her happy expression remaining upon her countenance- even though her shop closely resembled a ghost town. Her fingers rested upon a glass counter, her gaze pushing out to the street. Overhead, screens flashed down three separate images of the games- it was day six after all, things were finally starting to wind down with only four tributes left. She knew for a fact, her father's money rested upon Opal Shore, and if she felt like betting, she'd place her own cash upon the district one tribute as well.
Hopefully she could renovate her store this year- the salmon-pink walls and off-white ceiling were a tad too... Bright for her current tastes. They threw the room into a strange shade when the sun began to set. Almost like one was sitting within a massive body. Not to mention how the pink shades clashed with the beige carpet underfoot...
Displays littered the boutique in every shade, the majority being fancy dresses for ladies with matching heels at the base of the mannequins. Off to her left rested the minuscule male eight of her store. She stood on the right if one were to walk inside.
Manicured nails clicked onto the glass a few times as finally, nervousness creeped into her veins. Malissa felt the need to do something instead of simply standing about. She needed to get noticed by the start of the next games after all, and rumors circulated the Capitol around the quickly aging stylist for one of the lower districts.
She would have that job, she just had to be noticed by the proper crowd.
