Re: Sex and Drugs and Rock 'n' Roll :D

[AshleighRobin]

(Yay!)

Miranda:
This awkwardness was just to.. well... awkward...
"So how's life?"
I honestly didn't know what to say.

[peachie-keen]

Daz: "It's good. Quite good." I nod continuously. "And yourself?"

[WeAllFallDown-*]

{Waffle is here X3}

I dropped a few crumpled bills on the table, shrugging. "S'all I got for now." I didn't want to make them pay for all of it- that just wasn't my scene.

"Thanks for showing me around." I said with all the sincerity I could muster, which probably made my voice sound drained and quite frankly...lame. For lack of a better word.

I stood, brushing crumbs off of my jeans and slinging my guitar strap around my shoulder.

[OpenTheDoor]

Crimson: "Thanks," I stood up and put the guitar around to the back of me, "My own song, darl," I winked at him.

[lily "the author" hanna]

Noelle : I nod slowly, "Maybe I should make breakfast..." I put in, starting to stand up. Now that I think of it, making some pancakes or some bacon -or just bacon, yum...- would be good. I yawn, stretching my arms up. "So how's about that?"

[lily "the author" hanna]

Journey : wait, what was she doing? "It was fun, I really like meeting you," I smile at her.
"You don't have to pay, I got this," Ian pushes the money awayan drops his own crumpled up money down on the table instead. I sigh; I really hope it doesn't turn into a huge debate. You should see the way he and Noelle argue over the tip. Jeez...

[peachie-keen]

Matt: "Go ahead." I shrugged. "Kitchen's there." I point slightly to the right, supressing a yawn.

(WAFFLE! :3 )

[lily "the author" hanna]

Noelle : "got it," I toss over my shoulder, making my way for the kitchen. When I get to the doorway, I'm just frozen. Dude, it's freaking huge! Well, compared to me and Journey's little kitchen back at the apartment. I whistle softly to myself. "Wow," I murmur. Then I'm rummaging through the shelves and the fridge for stuff. And boy is there a lot of stuff. I balance a few uncracked eggs in a pan and set the bacon next to them. I set that by the stove - also huge! - before searching for anything else.

Well no luck on the pancake mix but I found a waffle press and some waffle mix! I lean against the counter an think about what to do first. My stomach growls. Make the bacon... it tells me. So I listen to it and start up the stove and crack the eggs into the pan.

[peachie-keen]

Matt: I take the chance to run upstairs. I needed to get into something a little more decent than this... I went into my own rather empty looking dresser room, grabbed the first clothes I could and headed for the back towards the long and narrow wetroom. It ran along the back of several rooms upstairs, including all of our dresser rooms. I laid my clothes outside the door, throwing my boxers on top of the pile before bashing the wall inside to activate the shower above me.

[lily "the author" hanna]

Noelle : I hold a piece of warm delicious bacon in my mouth as I peel out a couple of waffles. I made a few extras for the other guys if they ever showed up soon. Everything was on plates and ready to be eaten, so I decided to go tell Matt. "Hey, Matt," i call, walking out of the kitchen. "Everything's--" I stop. He's not in the living room.
"Um..hello?" I wander towards the hallway, looking for him. The house wasn't that big, he couldn't have gone far. I start going up the stairs. Maybe he was in his room. God, I sound like a stalker. I sigh, knocking on his door when I get there.
"Hey, you in there?" I call through the door.

[peachie-keen]

Matt: Of course, I didn't hear her. I just carried on showering, thinking about nothing and smiling to myself. Contempt was I. I wasn't going to be too long, anyway. She wouldn't even notice! ...Hopefully.

[lily "the author" hanna]

Noelle : I wait. And wait. And-- screw this! He must not be in there. So iopem the door and close it behind me. I yawn, I'll just take a little nap while Matt's off doing...whatever he's doing. I don't even get under the covers. I just take his pillow and rest my head on it. So comfy...I close my eyes, taking in a deep breath.

[peachie-keen]

(LOL she doesn't know she has the wrong room xD )

Matt: I've finally finished, and the room is filled with steam. I open the door a tad, grabbing a towel from the rack outside the door and wrapping it around myself. "Pants, pants, pants..." I began to search for a pair of boxers, preferably clean ones.

[lily "the author" hanna]

((I kno (: ))

Noelle : after a few minutes if just resting, I decide it's time to get up, maybe search for Matt again. I just lie there for another prolonged moment before sitting up and slipping out of the bed. I think I hear something in the bathroom. Weird...should I go check...? I think hesitantly.

(eh...writer's block x.x)

[peachie-keen]

(That sucks :3 :s :/ )

Matt: Found some. I shove them on, along with the rest of my clothes, and spot a black cardigan that Harlie gave me last christmas. The pink edged cashmere still had its tags... Eh, why not?

[lily "the author" hanna]

Umm...

Noelle : Maybe it's just a creaky floor...or someone... Hopefully Matt, I grimace, holding my hand up to knock on the door.


((*sigh* thas all I got :S but I gotta go for a while. I'll talk to u later hopefully my writer's block better!))

[peachie-keen]

(haha xo byee x )

I shove the wretched thing on; it would make Harlie's day. I opened the door, still buttoning it up, and looked up to see Noelle's raised fist and smiled.

[OpenTheDoor]

Crimson: "So, Harlie babes, what's your favourite song ever?" I was trying to be a peppy although I felt like poop.

[peachie-keen]

(OMG Later in the chat can loads of the girls in it have a sleep over and intive Harlie?! )
Harlie: My head transfered to the other side. "Favourite one that we wrote, or a different one?"

[OpenTheDoor]

(That would be amazing!!!)

Crimson: "A different one, I mean, what music are you in to?" I tried to get a conversation flowing in this depressing dump.

[peachie-keen]

Harlie: "Well." I began. "I'm tied between a Muse song and Barbie Girl." I shrugged.

[lily "the author" hanna]

Noelle : oh..this must be Matt's room...oops. I half smile, knocking on his bare chest where he hadn't buttoned up his shirt yet. "Hey," I greet, a little sheepish.

[OpenTheDoor]

(I swear everytime I read one of Harlie's posts I crease up laughing.)

Crimson: I nodded, startingto playthe solo for 'Starlight', "I think it's the best tapping solo ever to be honest. I mean, Sinister Gates is amazing, but still it's a ruddy good solo!" I kept playing, always looking down at where my fingers were going up and down on the frets.

[lily "the author" hanna]

((that'd be so funny if there was a slepeover with all the girls and Harlie we shud so do it!!))

[OpenTheDoor]

(Okay, let's do it!)

[lily "the author" hanna]

((wen shud we? Or wen shud we plan on doing it?))