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Urban Asphalt (Ryimmor x Evette)

Evette

Planetoid
Joined
Dec 19, 2010
Her mouth tasted like the beers she had the night before and someone else's toothpaste. It was a usual phenomenon, one she got used to just like she was used to the hard-press of uncomfortable couch cushions on her spine or logging into another person's Netflix.

She got up on an early Saturday morning, half-hungover but feeling too antsy to sleep, she peeled herself from the couch of her boyfriend's living room. Danielle reached up and freed a messy ponytail, releasing a coil of dark hair that fell over her hoodie'd front and needed desperately to be brushed.

Danielle sighed, running her fingers haphazardly through her hair as she looked down at the warm body that was curled on her lap. A friend of her's. Or rather, a client. A girl that she used to rave with when she liked to rave. She still helped her out with the E supply every now and then, but last night it looked like her poison was good old fashioned booze. Danielle arched a curved brow at the number of beers on the coffee table (and the empty Skye) and sighed as she pushed off Rosi like a pile of old laundry.

Her next target, the boyfriend. She walked through the demolished house, finding bodies littering the floor like a warzone, and Danielle stepped over and kicked a few she didn't like. No one was awake, and the house was quiet save for the Playstation 4 that was left on in another room, it's space-like noises wafting through the house ethereal and twilight-like.

Danielle cracked the door to the last room down the hall. Luckily there was no one in the bed with him, else she would kick his ass. His lovely back was clothed and face up for her hands to run across. She climbed onto the bed with a hard squeak of springs and reached her cold fingers beneath his shirt, running her nails down his back to wake him quietly. She leaned down, hoping to disturb peaceful slumber for her much needed attention. She whispered darkly in his ear.

"Wake up, or I am throwing out your stupid Playstation," she threatened sweetly, enjoying the warmth of his skin against her own.
 
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