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#Post#: 27580--------------------------------------------------
Moving in.
DIR By: Sacha Breznyev
Date: February 16, 2016, 11:32 pm
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Ms. Taylor was driving to sandover village to visit some new
place to live other than her downton appartement. She would be
promoted to manager of the new store that would open in a few
weeks. But when she arrived. The village seemed like a sad place
with vitrified sand and burned huts. Something happened here and
she wouldn't take part of it.
There's got to be an explanation to this..
She looked at her map and found the adress she was suppose to
go. But the place was wrecked and it was barely holding on
itself. Some villagers were trying to hold on and others to help
the wounded and carry them to a hospital. She didn't ask and
walked out of her car. Courage, its just a wrecked village...
She tried to wave and walked to the wreckage of the hut where
she was suppose to meet her realty agent and the squirrel lady
seemed to be fine.
There you are! You're gonna love this place.. Oh i forgot! Sandy
Handerson and you must be miss Taylor!
This lady was a weird one to try to sell this wreckage. But
after a few hours of discution she offered another place near
sandover but left untouched and it was a miracle. A cozy little
place to the soon to be manager of the new music store!
A few days later, a truck and a few friends came to help her
unpack her stuff and placed her furniture. She had left pretty
appartement for a cozy little place on her own. She was proud
and decided to pay for the pizza and the drinks. Anx after a
rough day. She was left sitting on the porch with a bottle of
water. Contemplating the sunset and having a nice view of the
beach.
My home by the beach and i'm becoming manager..
There was a faint tone of sadness in her voice. Her friends and
coworkers helped but she was now alone on the porch. Her parent
did not come as they refused to talk to her for months. maybe
with a night of sleep i'll be good..She tought and stood up then
walked to her bed on which she flopped and fell asleep.
#Post#: 27593--------------------------------------------------
Re: Moving in.
DIR By: Sacha Breznyev
Date: February 23, 2016, 2:19 pm
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The next morning,
her hair was all messed up and she needed a shower. She couldn't
help but to think about the reason she moved around town. She
walked to the bathroom and took a look in the mirror.
ugh...think i can fix this.. She undressed and stepped in the
shower. A few minutes later she wrapped a towel around herself
and plugged the hair dryer. She combed and dried her hair and
the result was pretty.
The hours were passing and the silence terrible. She looked at
her phone with no messages or calls. He didn't called.. He
wouldn't. A while ago...
[flashback]
it was on a very important night. They were finally having a gig
and Millie was nervous. Her band the Bad Apples would finally
have a chance to pierce and become professionals.
The band was composed of five members: Elliot a black bat. The
leader of the Bad Apples, lead guitar and co-singer. Joyce a
white cat with purple hair and orage eyes. She was the bassist
and the designer of the band's logo. Elijah a red squirrel with
a black mohawk and was the drummer. Millie off course and
Charlie The red Fox bassist. It was no secret that there was a
certain level of complicity in between Charlie and Millie. It
was a very tense subject in the band and neither of them would
admit it but one night. The night of the gig. The cat jumped out
of the bag.
Elliot and Elijah were getting ready. They were playing in two
minutes and neither Millie or Charlie were present. Joyce tried
to call Millie several time while she smoked outside and caught
them red handed in the back alley kissing. They all had a rule.
No relationship in between band member and they had broke it.
[end of the flashback]
She had moved away from the band. She had lost her friends and
had lost Charlie in the process. Her new place seemed so big to
be alone and went to sit on the porch. grabbing a bottle of beer
on her way and sat outside watching the sun rising over the sea.
#Post#: 27601--------------------------------------------------
Re: Moving in.
DIR By: Sacha Breznyev
Date: March 8, 2016, 11:12 pm
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A couple of sip later she left the bottle on the porch and
walked to the cold water to soak her feet. It was refreshing and
her phone rang. She picked up quickly hoping for a good news:"
Hello? Yes, this i me. Euhh.. Okay i guess.. Sure.."It wasn't
the call she hoped for. Her new job would have to wait.Some
complication delayed the store construction . And she walked
back to her beer. As she walked someone bumped into her. It was
a strange ..Shark? The surprise was something. "Pardon me , i
didn't meant to.. Millie looked into his eyes for an instant.
Something was off about him and he was still apoligizing while
she just lost the track."Miss? Are you alright? Perhaps i could
invite you for a coffee ?She shook her head and smiled before
returning to her place.
She couldn't think about something else.."A shark..? How? Why? i
tought they lived underwater? She asked herself. She got angry
at herself for blewing off the first person that at least talked
to her.
"As usual you had to stare weirdly and blow them off when people
talk to you.. Arguing with herself wasn't her best option right
now.
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