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Kichou
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jun 29, 2011
- Location
- Somewhere in the United States
Sophie was an eighteen-year-old and yet still living with a parent. How sad was that? She was always angry that she couldn't yet afford her own place since she was just about dieing to get out of her father's house. And she definately showed that she was sick of the place: she constantly disagreed with him, argued, and did anything just to get on his nerves.
However she wasn't doing any of the above. Instead she was laying down on her bed on her back, the sheets all thrown askew since she hadn't yet bothered to make her bed despite it being early in the afternoon by then. She had out her phone and was texting some of her friends about different things, how she wanted to make plans with them or something to go out somewhere or to just hang out at their house.
Sophie was a very pretty young woman with small C-cup breasts that she enjoyed showing plenty of with her many low-cut shirts, one of which she was wearing then. The shirt was a slim fit, showing off the curves of her well-kept body and showed some good cleavagel the shirt was a black one with some band name on it since Sophie was definately a girl who loved rock music. She also had on a pair of faded jeans that were frayed at the bottoms and had a hold on the right knee. No socks or shoes, of course; she enjoed being barefoot.
As far as looks went, she definately had a natural beauty to her; she never had to put on any make-up and only really wore it on special occasions. She had a pretty face with strange light blue eyes that also had a ring of green in them, so sometimes they seemed blue or sometimes they seemed green; it all depended on what angle you looked at her eyes from. Her hair was also a light brown color, which she currently had in a ponytail over her right shoulder with some bangs on the left side of her face.
Eventually she grew bored of just laying there and texting her friends, so she finally sat up and scooted across her bed to where she had her laptop set up. She opened the Internet and went to YouTube and began playing some of her music at a loud volume, mentally knowing it would irritate her father since she knew he disliked the kind of music she listened to sometimes, especially when she played it too loud.
However she wasn't doing any of the above. Instead she was laying down on her bed on her back, the sheets all thrown askew since she hadn't yet bothered to make her bed despite it being early in the afternoon by then. She had out her phone and was texting some of her friends about different things, how she wanted to make plans with them or something to go out somewhere or to just hang out at their house.
Sophie was a very pretty young woman with small C-cup breasts that she enjoyed showing plenty of with her many low-cut shirts, one of which she was wearing then. The shirt was a slim fit, showing off the curves of her well-kept body and showed some good cleavagel the shirt was a black one with some band name on it since Sophie was definately a girl who loved rock music. She also had on a pair of faded jeans that were frayed at the bottoms and had a hold on the right knee. No socks or shoes, of course; she enjoed being barefoot.
As far as looks went, she definately had a natural beauty to her; she never had to put on any make-up and only really wore it on special occasions. She had a pretty face with strange light blue eyes that also had a ring of green in them, so sometimes they seemed blue or sometimes they seemed green; it all depended on what angle you looked at her eyes from. Her hair was also a light brown color, which she currently had in a ponytail over her right shoulder with some bangs on the left side of her face.
Eventually she grew bored of just laying there and texting her friends, so she finally sat up and scooted across her bed to where she had her laptop set up. She opened the Internet and went to YouTube and began playing some of her music at a loud volume, mentally knowing it would irritate her father since she knew he disliked the kind of music she listened to sometimes, especially when she played it too loud.