B(ring) Y(our) O(wn) B(uddy) [DEMI]
Jul 19, 2014 20:37:34 GMT -5
Post by uwu on Jul 19, 2014 20:37:34 GMT -5
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Thinking
"My Speech
"Your Speech"
OOC/Not IC
Thinking
"My Speech
"Your Speech"
OOC/Not IC
The morning of any given day generally suck. This one just happen to suck less. I didn't feel as tired as I normally do. Also, I was able to take a shower with hot water for a good 1.5 minutes. That almost never happens to me. However, I still expected that to happen eventually, due to the theory of infinite possibilities. I pick out a somewhat worn-down t-shirt and some ripped cargo pants.Today, there isn't anything big happening today, nor am I supposed to meet anyone or go to work. Okay. There isn't anything for the Games going on that I need to watch, so I'll go to the market. Yes. I'll bye something, food, eat it and come home. That sounds good. And off I went.
No one's out. That's good. I knew this day was going to be well. All the food shops smell smell amazing, however, I came for one type of food only. Tacos. I know they aren't the best (mainly because they're made in District 8), but I enjoy them. They taste unique. Plus, it's one of the few foods made in District 8 that doesn't have a chance to give you the runs. I speak from experience. I finish the taco, and start walking home. I planed on taking the alleyways to get home, since it's almost always empty. I knew with my luck today, I wouldn't run into anyone.
I'm about to go through my back fence when I hear something fall. What's that? I know it can't be an animal. They can never be able to push or knock down something that big. It also can't be wind. It wasn't that strong. Someone's out there, possibly following me. I pick up a rock, and prepare to through it. "I know you're there. Come on out."