a night out [open]

[Brittany Leena Sawelsky]

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its a quarter after one
im all alone and i need you now.said i
wouldnt call but i lost all control and i need you now.
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Leena looked over at the clock, "It's only 5:30?" she said aloud with a sigh. She could not take another night in the house, tonight she would go out into town and find something to do.

Leena slid off her bed and stepped into her flip flops. She walked over to the mirror and played with her hair a bit and put a poof in and decided to leave it down.Leena touched up her make up and applied some more of her Supermodel body spray from Victoria Secret.Grabbing her cell phone off her bed, Leena headed out of her room and downstairs.Leena grabbed her purse and left her parents a note and ran outside and got in her mom's car. She fired the car up and took off down the driveway.

Leena had no idea what she wanted to do tonight, but she would figure something out, hopefully. She drove along until she got to the Pavilion. She smiled and pulled into the parking lot and shut off the car.She got out, locked it, and headed into the big building. The Pavilion was packed with people like usual. She walked around hoping to meet some new people.

Leena walked around for what felt like forever. She stopped and went through a few fun houses and went on the carousel once, but it was getting a little boring being here by herself. She continued walking and smiled to the strangers that looked at her, a few of those guys were cute and she figured she'd bump into them later on in the night.

Seeing a cotton candy stand, Leena quickly got in line and waited. The line moved pretty fast and she was up to the counter, even the sales guy here was cute."Hello miss, what can I get for you?" Leena smiled, "I would like a mixed cotton candy bag and a water please." "OK I'll get that for you." She flashed the guy another smile as he came back with her stuff and handed them to her. "It's on the house babe" the guy said with a wink. "Thank you." she said as she walked away, she felt him checking her out the whole time she was walking away.

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its a quarter after one
im a little drunk and i need you now.said i
wouldnt call but i lost all control and i need you now.
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>>tagged<< open
>>words<< idk
>>lyrics<< need you now - lady antebellum
>>outfit<< add later
>>credit<< kitty-kat!

[Tyson Owen Cronshaw]

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Tyson let out a yawn as he gazed outside the café window. The sky now a light tint of orange to symbolize that the day was drawing to a close. He glanced at his watch that confirmed his suspicions, it was indeed roughly half past five He had been sitting indoors for the past three hours attempting to finish work that had simply piled up over the week. But, as expected, the outside world had too many distractions and Tyson had failed to completed everything on his list. But he had gotten most of it done which made him slime to himself as he rose out of his chair next to the window and began gathering up his things off the table and placing them in his bag. A variety of note pads and textbooks were soon cleared away revealing an empty table, except for an empty coffee cup and saucer. Tyson rummaged around in the pockets of his jeans as he swung his bag casually over his shoulder, plucking out a few coins and dropping them on the table as a tip for the cute red head cleaning the tables. He offered a polite smile as he left, flipping out his phone as he stepped outside.

He had a few missed calls from random people, none of whom he wanted to talk to any time soon, so he made a mental note to get back to them before the end of the day. However, he had no texts which he found slightly saddening but he didn’t care too much, most of his friends were probably too busy with whatever activity they had chosen to do today to be texting Tyson to ask him how his day was going. The answer they would get if they asked such a question would be something along the lines of ‘dull, boring, please for the love of god save me!’ Not that anyone would take it seriously, he would receive the usual reply of laughs and giggles, followed by a recall of his friends exploits… He cut his trail of thought off abruptly as he turned the corner onto the pavilion; his own thoughts had been giving him a headache!

Tyson paused abruptly a few seconds later as his eyes rested on a sports car parked at the side of the road. He sighed in admiration as the car in question was a Nissan GTR, a car which he dreamed to own one day. It was one of his motivations for working hard in school, so that he could get a high paying job and afford such luxuries. But it was just a dream which was a long way from being fulfilled. “Some day…” He muttered quietly to himself as he set off again towards the pavilion, heading inside without a second glance at the car which he had successfully pushed out of his mind.

The pavilion was packed with people, it was to be expected, with most of the surrounding shops now closing, people who didn’t fancy heading home to waiting homework or chores would extend their time away from home by doing whatever they could with whoever they could. Tyson chuckled to himself just thinking about the concept. Tyson wasted no time dropping by a stall and picking himself up a diet coke to help him drown out the taste of coffee but mainly to add to the caffeine levels in his body, he didn’t feel like winding down just yet. He took a seat on a bench towards the centre of the large building, placing his messenger bag at his side, before examining his surroundings with a keen eye. It didn’t take him long to pick out the blond girl walking away from one of the stalls, not because of her hair colour or her outfit but because all the guys within twenty meters were stopping for a second look. As she was about to walk past, Tyson offered her a friendly smile. He wasn’t about to jump out at a random stranger and say hello, Tyson had much more composure and restraint than some of his friends.

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Words: unknown
Outfit: add later
Status: completed
Notes: ok if i jump in? =]