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Post by Cameron Vought on Nov 30, 2006 17:21:10 GMT -5
‘Cover those yawns boy, people are watching you.’ Cameron glanced around the nearly empty cafe after the quick yawn he had proceeded to cover after his ‘conscience’ had told him to. Please, there was no one watching him. He was seated alone, with, wait- what is that in his hands? A beverage? Coffee? Hell no, Cameron refused to drink coffee. It was bad for you and, uh, ultimately disgusting. In his hands was therefore a soda—Mountain Dew to be exact. It was so much more like Cameron. Yeah.
His hands were cupped around the glass and holding it above the table just a bit. He swished it around, the ice making a clatter against the plastic as he did so. Amusing, no? Cameron was bored...big surprise. He swore that his way of dying would be suicide. One day he wouldn’t be able to take the boredom and he’d well...you know. What a shame. He needed help, fast. Maybe a close friend? Someone to talk to? It’d work, at least for a bit. If he were home, he’d probably have his ass on the computer, but lately Kerstin has been on, abusing it if you will.
Closing his eyes for a brief moment and leaning back in his seat, Cameron continued to move the cup around, but then placed it back upon the table, letting his hands fall on top of his thighs which were covered in a pair of dark blue jeans, fading as they trailed down his legs. A gray NYC hoodie sat loosely on his torso, covering his arms. How warm.
Entertainment= needed.
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Post by Isabel Pimm on Nov 30, 2006 18:26:33 GMT -5
Bell pulled up to the Tritoni Cafe in her black BMW convertable. She wore her Rock and Republic jeans, a pink tank top wich read PINK in orange across her chest, along with a white big Jucy sweater wich was tied loosly in the back by her hairband. Stepping out of her car in her LV pink sandal heels she grabbed her D&B purse and shut the door. As she headed walked away from the car up to the door she clicked the button making a BEEP noise locking the car. Pushing open the Cafe door it rung a bell and she looked up, just a reflex. She walked up to the counter, "A chocolate chip Frap" she said to the cashier, payed him, and waited for her drink as she fiddled with her hair. "Thankyou" she said to the employee as she took her drink and looked for somewhere to sit.
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Post by Olivia & Ophelia Parker on Dec 6, 2006 10:38:11 GMT -5
Well. Twins were always entertaining. Especially when one of them was breaking a rule. No, no, nothing illegal. Just a tiny little thing no one would notice.. Right?
"You can't bring her in here."
"But she'll freeze to death if I leave her outside.."
"Fine. You get kicked out while I sip on a hot chocolate."
".. I want a cookie."
Olivia stopped at the counter for them and gave their order. She waited as they motioned for Ophe to get a seat. These places were always full, it was odd to see it so empty.. Ophelia nodded, putting her bag over a shoulder and looking around. She put down her bag carefully, in a couch near the boy, whom she didn't really notice at first. She gave the back a small "Shh.." before going back to her sister.
Olivia was still waiting for their order. She was wearing a pale teal babydoll dress, covered by a knee-high, red winter coat. The coat was opened, so you could the dress, along with her black opaque tights and down on her feet, slouchy grey boots. The girl's hair was like always, loose and wavy. Ophelia came by, wearing a fit black hoodie, with the hood over her blonde hair. The hoodie was covered with tiny pink hearts. Undernath it, was a plain white T. She was wearing Oli's old jeans, which random charms hanging from a belt loop. Her feet were slipped into some black Vans.
Rested on the couch, her bag started moving slightly. Hah.
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Post by Cameron Vought on Dec 7, 2006 18:04:43 GMT -5
‘Mm, I’m hungry.’ Cameron thought to himself, his view being cast over that of the ‘kitchen’ area. It was a thought that frequently crossed his mind. It was a wonder why Cameron could stuff his face and not gain a pound. There were it’s disadvantages thought, and how to put them without sounding...immature? A high metabolism rate.
The growling noise his stomach had been expelling was interrupted, then, by a pair of—was that twins? Oh wow, here we go. Cameron flicked his gaze upon both of the girls, talking to each other in a...rather /not/ low voice. They were drawing attentions to themselves, and whatever it was they were arguing about was soon to be found out, unless they stopped. And they did by going in opposite directions, though one came and sat on a couch near him. Wonderful.
OH wait, was she leaving? Hmm, just dropping off the bag, eh. And then she ‘shh-ed’ at it. Cameron chuckled to himself, having saw the entire thing—including one of the twins settle their dog with her bag. Priceless. He looked away, back to the counter, though there stood both of the sisters. He shook his head slightly, a small smile present before his lips. Were they causing trouble or what?
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Post by Olivia & Ophelia Parker on Dec 7, 2006 18:13:25 GMT -5
The bag moved even more until the pup poked her head out. She was rather.. Odd - some would even say ugly - looking pup. The dog looked over at Cameron, tilting her head to the side.
Ophelia finally got her cookie, so she came back, munching on it. She saw Clo's head out and gasped. She quickly sat down petting her head softly. "I can't let you out, girl.." she said softly, before breaking off a piece of her cookie and giving it to the dog.
She blinked her eyes at the boy, tilting her head to the side. Hah. In the same manner the dog had done before. She asked him "You're not gonna tell, right?"
Olivia had started flicking through a magazine that was on the counter as she waited for their drinks. She wasn't really paying attention to anyone else.
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Post by Cameron Vought on Dec 9, 2006 18:40:02 GMT -5
Cameron jumped a little as the ‘dog’ poked its head out from the bag. No, he knew the animal had been in there, but the--well, it was just startling somewhat. As the dog peered over at him Cameron looked away and scanned the room for anyone else that had laid their eyes on the dog. No one seemed to have noticed, and at this, he turned his undivided attention to the pet. Then its owner came back to look at him as well. “...No. I wont tell.” He stated to her with a blank stare.
Would he really tell? No, he would never waste his time in that manor. Pitiful.
ooc| blegh, short.
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Post by Olivia & Ophelia Parker on Dec 9, 2006 19:48:47 GMT -5
She smirked, looking over at the boy as he said he woulnd't tell.
"That's good." she said, chuckling softly as she pet Clover. She looked at her dog and back at Cameron.
"Her name's Clo." she said randomly, unsure if he would care or not. He seemed like he wasn't really paying attention. But oh well, she talked to anyone.
"It' short for Clover." she added, "I'm Ophelia."
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Post by Kerstin Vought on Dec 10, 2006 14:36:40 GMT -5
Cameron’s eyes dropped to the dog as Ophelia informed him on its name. “It is nice to meet you both.” He said, a small smile parting his lips just barely. “I’m Cameron.” He added, holding out a hand for her to shake, typical greeting. Cameron looked over the girl and let his eyes trail towards his hand, signaling for her to shake it, as if it were not plain to see already.
He then glanced towards her sister, or whom he thought was her sister. “Are you two twins?” he asked, flicking his gaze from Ophelia back to the other still at the counter. It was almost a given that they were, in fact, twins. But he could be wrong...
ooc: Cameron post.
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Post by Olivia & Ophelia Parker on Dec 15, 2006 8:32:42 GMT -5
She smiled as he gave her his name. The blonde didn't really 'get' the whole handshake thing, until the boy's eyes sort of told her. "Oh!" she said, giggling. "Hah! I'm such a spaz.." she said with a light chuckle, finally taking his hand and shaking it.
She saw him glanced at Olivia, which her to look too. "Nah.." she said at first, "We're just freakishly alike." Ophelia then burst into giggles, shaking her head "Just kidding. Yeah, we're twins."
Just as she spoke, Olivia finally came by with thier drinks. She sat down next to her sister, putting the coffee and the chocolate milk down on the table. She looked up at Cameron, who seemed to be talking to her sister, and smiled. "Hi." she said in a soft voice.
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Post by Kerstin Vought on Dec 23, 2006 23:00:28 GMT -5
ooc| Cameron post. I'm lazy, heh.
Cameron’s face went blank. Between the giggles and few spoken words, he was lost beyond relief. He simply smiled and nodded; exchanging little chuckle sessions of his own for comfort and fake understanding. He’d go along with it, and he was pretty sure they would too. He nodded at her comment about them being twins, though he did know. Her words flew right over his head as she laughed again. Bubbly personality, no? It made him laugh, truly. It was all pretty amusing, though he was sure it’d get on his nerves after a while. For now, though, he’d stay put and /try/ to engage in conversation.
“Hello, I’m Cameron.” He stated to the other twin who had just approached them. He refrained from offering her his hand, considering the first twin had been somewhat confused as to what she was to do with it. They were after all twins, so he assumed they were almost exactly alike, but he could just as easily be judging before knowing. What a shame.
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Post by Olivia & Ophelia Parker on Dec 23, 2006 23:10:59 GMT -5
Ophelia often did get on people's nerves after a while, whether it be for her outloud personality or slutty persona. She was just... Very open about her flaws. They constantly popped out and made everything awkward. "Cameron's my new buddy." the blonde said with a smile, looking at her sister.
"Babe, everyone who says 'hi' to you is a buddy." Olivia replied, chuckling softly.
"Whatev."
Olivia smirked as she sipped form her drink, looking at Cameron. As he introduced himself, she smiled. "Olivia."
"Our parens love the whole matching-name thing." Ophe explained.
"Our parents were freaks." Olivia added, holding a certain grudge against the two hippies that had raised them.
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Post by Kerstin Vought on Dec 23, 2006 23:30:46 GMT -5
New buddy? Weird, but then again, Cameron did need some close friends, though he would actually prefer guys. You know, the typical guy friends who hang out and talk about their ‘love’ lives. Cameron never really saw any interest in having many close girl friends, they talked too much it seemed and they cried over nothing. But taking his sister into mind, Cameron didn’t mind having her around. Kerstin was well brought up, mature, and reasonable. In fact, he enjoyed being pretty close to her. She, unlike others, didn’t cry over every little thing and she knew when to stop talking.
“It is nice to meet you both.” Cameron stated, though he figured her might have already said it. He shrugged it off his mind, listening to the girls inform him on their parents. “I’m sure they weren’t that bad. You two have lovely names, and I think if I had twins, I would stick to the ‘same name’ thing too.” He stated truthfully with a smile.
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Post by Olivia & Ophelia Parker on Dec 24, 2006 17:58:06 GMT -5
Ophe had tried to make some girl friends, but.. Let's just say she never meshed well with other girls. I guess it could be the fact that the crazy blonde could be a botch sometimes, or just very 'friendly' with boys. And by friendly, I mean, she flirted with her sister's boyfriend once.
Friendly, huh?
Olivia leaned into her seat, taking a small sip form the very warm drink. "So.." she said softly, unsure what to say next. She wasn't good at meeting new people.
"Ohmigod!" Ophelia said, an excited grin on her mouth. It took her about three seconds to explain why she'd just gasped out loud. "You should totally come to the Battle of the Bands!" As the girl said that, her dog whimpered softly. The blonde looked over at her, "What's wrong, girl?" she asked. Olivia looked over at the dog, still thinking it was the ugliest little thing ever. Cute, but ugly. The dog only sniffed the girl, looking for another morsel of food.
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Post by Kerstin Vought on Dec 24, 2006 18:39:52 GMT -5
Battle of the bands, huh. So the girls liked music, clearly. Music nowadays was a big part of people’s life. He loved it, and so it seemed, a lot of people did. It was almost overrated to have music be ‘your life’, but he wasn’t going to complain. “Um, maybe.” He stated blankly, unsure if he wanted to be around this girl for long. Her twin seemed to be quieter, less open. He wouldn’t say it was better, but he guessed she got annoyed with her own sister easily.
Squirming in his seat slightly as to get comfortable, Cameron glanced away from the brunette and the blonde, oh, and their...’dog’. He settled his gaze upon the other customers entering and exiting the building for a second or two then let his eyes trail back to the twins.
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Post by Olivia & Ophelia Parker on Dec 27, 2006 15:33:07 GMT -5
Olivia finished her drink, sighing softly and she leaned back onto the sofa. She bit her lower lip out of habit, and surprisingly enough, Ophe was too. Hah. None of them notice they were doing the same thing. Ophelia was looking through her bag and finally found her Battle of the Bands invite. She handed it to Cameron.
"Here." she said, smiling. "If you can't come you'll just give it back to me the next we meet."
"How can you be so sure there'll be a next time?" asked Olivia, raising a brow.
"I just know."
"Ooh-kay.." her sister, chuckling softly at Ophe. The blonde thought she was so sure of it, it was amusing.
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