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iseephailure] and Akuji [thefingruler]
Where: In Johanna's room aka room 398
When: Around midnight, the day right after Valentine's Day. ♥
Rating: PG-13 for emo, snark, and emo
Warnings: Johanna being bipolar, Akuji being...unusually cheesy.
Status: Incomplete and will probably stay that way.
Summary: After Johanna constantly insisting that nothing is wrong, Akuji goes to check up on her anyway. Not to mention he has to give her a Valentine's Day gift anyway.
Johanna hates Valentine's Day.
Oh well, it hasn't always been like that. She was a very pretty girl, there just came a time in her life when she just wasn't pretty enough. Then again, she was one of the girls that remembered every single horrible thing that had ever happened to her. Why? She was counting the days... Johanna has this feeling that Akuji knows this too, it's just another one of those things that he chose to over look. She was just something he over looked.
What a waste of humanity.
She wonders what he got her for Valentine's Day. She can rule out sex and Nathaniel's buttocks on a silver platter, the girl giggles a little, probably because she wouldn't mind either one very much at all. Maybe he would just bring himself and she doesn't mind that either, she tends not to mind much.
Still, she's lying down on her bed, counting dots in the ceiling. Once she starts yawning though, she stops. Do I really want to be sleeping by the time he comes through the door? No, she really wouldn't. She's not one of the girls who look cute when they sleep, she drools on pillows and has a soft, girly snore. At least she's not as bad as Aimee, she takes a bit of pride in this.
"Hurry up." She mutters to herself, she's tired of staring at her laptop, reading everything over and over again. She's tired of staring at the horrible decor of this hotel too, she has a feeling that she could throw up on it and it'd look exactly the same. And this makes her smile to herself, maybe just a little.
iseephailure] and Akuji [thefingruler]Where: In Johanna's room aka room 398
When: Around midnight, the day right after Valentine's Day. ♥
Rating: PG-13 for emo, snark, and emo
Warnings: Johanna being bipolar, Akuji being...unusually cheesy.
Status: Incomplete and will probably stay that way.
Summary: After Johanna constantly insisting that nothing is wrong, Akuji goes to check up on her anyway. Not to mention he has to give her a Valentine's Day gift anyway.
Johanna hates Valentine's Day.
Oh well, it hasn't always been like that. She was a very pretty girl, there just came a time in her life when she just wasn't pretty enough. Then again, she was one of the girls that remembered every single horrible thing that had ever happened to her. Why? She was counting the days... Johanna has this feeling that Akuji knows this too, it's just another one of those things that he chose to over look. She was just something he over looked.
What a waste of humanity.
She wonders what he got her for Valentine's Day. She can rule out sex and Nathaniel's buttocks on a silver platter, the girl giggles a little, probably because she wouldn't mind either one very much at all. Maybe he would just bring himself and she doesn't mind that either, she tends not to mind much.
Still, she's lying down on her bed, counting dots in the ceiling. Once she starts yawning though, she stops. Do I really want to be sleeping by the time he comes through the door? No, she really wouldn't. She's not one of the girls who look cute when they sleep, she drools on pillows and has a soft, girly snore. At least she's not as bad as Aimee, she takes a bit of pride in this.
"Hurry up." She mutters to herself, she's tired of staring at her laptop, reading everything over and over again. She's tired of staring at the horrible decor of this hotel too, she has a feeling that she could throw up on it and it'd look exactly the same. And this makes her smile to herself, maybe just a little.
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