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I'm awfully sorry about not being around guys. I think I might just have to leave the rp because I'm only going to get busier from here. :/
Lucy caught the look of sympathy on Nicole’s face, and shook her head. She could see the thoughts in the other girls head as plainly as if they were written on her face. They were the same thoughts that scrolled through the minds of every other person she had ever known. Always sympathy and pity. They at once compared their life to whatever they knew about hers, and then looked at her with such pity. It made her sick to look at. “Wipe that look off you face,” she said, though her voice was kind. “I stopped feeling sorry for myself a long time ago. There’s no reason for you to feel sorry for me either. It’s just the hand I’ve been dealt, but trust me when I say I’m a very skilled player. I’ll make something of it, yet.”

It was silent for a moment between them, and she used that time to take a sip of her shake. She set it down and traced the tattoos on her skin, a nervous habit she acquired some time ago. Her favorite was her newest one. It was on her forearm, and was of a tree with water color leaves. She’d always wanted a water color tattoo, and was so excited to finally get this one.

She looked up at the almost inaudible rumbling. She gave a small smile. “Have you eaten today?” she asked. She looked at Nikki as the other girl counted her money. She reached for her own wallet and took it out. “Let me buy you a drink or something. It’s the least I can do. Pick whatever you want,” she said.
Man you fall asleep for a few hours and miss all the fun. But seriously, you guys are too much. I'm laughing so hard at this.
Haha A+ gif use. :D
I can attempt an Eleven x OC if you're interested...?
If there was one word Lucy was to use to describe the atmosphere of the room it would probably be "awkward". As she listened to the other girl's stammering explanations, she continued to watch the rest of the people in the bar. She noticed the boy turning away awkwardly, shielding himself from the girl drinking coffee. She was intrigued by this, but kept finding her eyes wander to the two girls talking at the other end of the bar. She couldn't hear what they were talking about, but she could see they were both equally shaky and nervous. This really is like the first day at a new school, she thought with a smile.

"I''m not looking to meet anyone here."

Lucy glanced over at the other girl when she stopped talking, curious again. "Yes I can see you're not looking for anyone here. But I daresay you are still looking. Perhaps you've already got someone in mind," she said, raising an eyebrow at the other girl. She then shrugged and finished her shake. "It's not my place to pry. Anyway, I doubt your social skills will much improve here. Most of the other guests seem just as nervous as you are, sweetheart. Not very good practice. Then again, I doubt it'll make you any worse."

Then, having finally caught the other girl's name, she smiled. "It's nice to meet you, Nikki," she said, in kinder tones. Then she stiffened slightly, almost too slight to be noticed. "My story? Well there really isn't much too it. Rather then spend my eighteenth birthday alone on some park bench, I decided to come here. Even if I didn't talk to anyone, at least I wasn't alone." Technically true, but there was of course more to it than that.

This again, plunged her into memories of the night, along with a list of things she still had to do. First and foremost, she had to find a place to stay. She couldn't very well go home. And she couldn't stay with her ex? girlfriend. Which reminded her that she needed to sort that mess out, and the mess with her parents. Ans she still had to go get her phone and her things from her parent's house.

By this time her mind was positively spinning, giving her a very large headache. She sighed, turning to order another shake.
Lucy’s daydreams and people-watching were at once interrupted by a pretty blonde girl. Her eyes, of course, first flickered to her glow sticks. Red. How interesting, a change from all the green and occasional yellow. Lucy looked the girl up and down. She looked about the same age as Lucy, though of course looks can be deceiving. And, as did most of the other people in the room, she looked a little nervous. A smirk passed over Lucy’s face. This really is just like a real-life dating website,, she thought. Lucy, of course, had gotten over any sort of self-consciousness or awkward feelings long ago. With her hair, her tattoos, and her manner of dress, she had been forced to come to terms with herself.

Lucy again had to hold back a laugh when the other girl started to speak. Everyone was so awkward here, it struck her as hilarious. She flashed the girl a smile. “You really ought to relax sweetheart. I promise I don’t bite,” she said.

She held out a hand to the other girl. “Lucinda May Williams, at your service. Though most people call me Lucy. And no, I do not come here very often. I’ve never actually been here before. Though I imagine it’s kind of like the first day at a new school. Everyone trying desperately to make friends and not look like the awkward loner. I’ve also been comparing it to a dating-website. Both, it seems, are apt descriptions.”

She took a sip of her shake and patted the seat next to her. She resumed her people watching as she talked to the other girl. “What brings you here on this fine evening? Your glow stick is red, so I can’t imagine you’re here to find a lover,” she said curiously, with a sideways glance at the girl.
Lucy watched as more people began filing into the room. She had no idea this place was actually this popular. She took a sip from her shake and looked at all the people. She started with the bar. There were quite a few people here. There was a girl who looked not much older than 15 or 16, though Lucy quickly looked away from this girl. She was just so...pink. She was dainty, with blonde hair, pink clothes, and some sort of stuffed animal. She shuddered, thinking of how proud her parents would have been if she had turned out like this girl. The girl looked scared to be there, very awkward indeed. Lucy noticed how she kept trying to hide her bracelets, the blue one in particular. She looked down at her own blue bracelet and shrugged.

Next to the girl was another blue bracelet wearer, also a girl. She looked like she was dying to be rid of this place. Clutching a book, trying very hard not to be noticed. She felt sorry for this girl, being dragged around by her friend the whole time. Liza also saw a pretty looking boy sipping a lemonade and a girl with a coffee. She took another sip of her shake and wondered, Is this it? This is where I'm spending my eighteenth birthday then? She rolled her eyes. At least it was better than being at home...

Once she had finished her shake, she ordered another. She was terribly bored, but didn't want to leave. Beyond those doors lay the jumbled knot of reality she still had to untie. She just wished she had her phone, or something, to keep her from looking like the loser loner at the bar. She supposed she could go up and talk to someone. But really, what could she say? She didn't look like she had much in common with most of these people.

She smiled as the girl in pink finally got up the nerve to talk to someone. She had to try very hard not to laugh when the girl asked about the shake. And very nearly did, when she followed it up with an apology. To Lucy, the girl seemed like a lost little puppy, shaking and scared. But hey, at least she was trying. Good for you, Lucy thought.
I'll post up the second CS tomorrow. I'm super exhausted. Night everyone!
Thinking of having a male character a little later in the story. Do you want the CS now or when/if I decide to introduce him down the line..?
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