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@AngelofOctober
devon is actually on a couch in the lobby. she's locked out of her apartment.

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@KatherinWinter
sorry i haven't been posting :( i'll have a post up by tonight

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There are No New Stories in Hollywoo

♦ Wearing ♦ Listening ♦

Yeah, there was no way Devon could take a nap on the gross-ass couch. Especially not in a public place. She just ended up browsing Twitter on her phone, amused by a war igniting between the fans of Felix Ebert and Adam Sandhill. She would never get in the middle of any fan rivalries, but they were always funny to watch. She was a little disappointed when the whole thread was deleted.

To entertain herself some more, she snapped a picture of her legs splayed over the far arm of the couch (she figured it made an interesting image) and tweeted it to her very small number of followers.

@sewer.wave
I wish Ronald McDonald would French kiss my melon.

The only things she ever tweeted were random lines of surrealist nonsense. It’s not like she had anything important to say. She got excited for a second when she saw a notification for a PM, but rolled her eyes when she actually saw it.

@xXSEXY-BABESXx
Meet HOT SINGLES in your area!!

She heard footsteps coming down the hall and a knock at a door, then Felix’s voice.

She called to him from the lobby (perks of having a first-floor apartment).

“I’m over here! Hello.”

❝Rejoice, the sky's fucking falling❞

@AngelofOctober

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@AngelofOctober
yeah, i saw those! so cool that you thought all that out!

and i say devon is open for interaction because she's just there in the lobby of the apartment building and being weird laying on the couch

There are No New Stories in Hollywoo

@AngelofOctober
i know! i'm v happy to see another sphynx fan!

There are No New Stories in Hollywoo

@AngelofOctober
i mean, sure. devon is open for any interaction, also

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IC is up!!
HERE WE GOOOOO



@PrincePierce@AngelofOctober@Arty Fox

There are No New Stories in Hollywoo

♦ Wearing ♦ Listening ♦

It was the middle of September and the day had an air of misery about it. The sky was gray and cloudy, threatening to rain, and the weather was starting to turn from the heat of Summer into the briskness of Fall. The children of LA were back in school, and it was starting to sink in that this would be their lives for the next nine months.

Devon Kouri’s feelings matched the gloomy weather. It had been a bad day. She hadn’t gotten any sleep the night before, because she was too cold. At work, she had to touch a candy bar covered in some kid’s snot and nearly vomited, which very nearly gave her a panic attack. Upon coming back home, she realized she had locked her keys inside her apartment and her landlady was nowhere to be seen.

Back in the lobby of Salty Dog Apartments, she caught a glimpse of herself in a mirror on the wall. Still weirdly skinny, ears still too big for her head, still hairless. It seemed like the bags under her eyes were bigger than usual. Looking at herself, she almost started reconsidering her film project, because who would want to watch a movie starring that face? She shook her head and pulled her beanie down lower. Stop it. You’re being overdramatic.

Devon was tired, as she always was after work, and now she couldn’t get to her bed (more like mattress with a blanket and pillow on it), so she would have to make do. Her stomach turned a little when she glanced at the ratty, stained couch on the far side of the room. Fatigue won out over disgust, though, as she dropped her body onto the soft cushions.

Sprawled out on a couch too small for her, Devon silently dared anyone who may pass through to judge her.

❝Don’t believe everything that you breathe❞