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    [justify][font=arial][sup][size=7pt][color=#000000]Yes! It's wonderful!


    So sorry! Went on a surprise Trip to Disney World last Friday, and got back today. Had limited internet time & was so tired after screaming and riding all day..
    Hopefully you'll stil reply..


    I'll get a picture of my character in a sec.


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    #ashesofneverland

    haha I've become a little less active on here considering every thread I've been joining died. but I have some one on ones to reply to so I'll be on for ya :D



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    Awesome!
    Hopefully this is ok?

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    [justify][font=arial][sup][size=7pt][color=#000000]Of course, I understand!
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    [font=times new roman][color=black][size=8]Sunlight peeked through the window, shining a spotlight on the sleeping male. Blankets were everywhere, for he was the messiest sleeper in the world. With the sun in his face, he slowly blinked open his dazzling cerulean eyes, wincing at the brightness. A grunt escaped him as he attempted to slither out of the sheets, but unfortunately failing desperately as he collapsed onto the floor with a thud. Exhaling deeply, he slowly climbed to his feet and stumbled to his bathroom as he gazed at himself in the mirror. He had a small stubble growing among his tight jawline that begged to be shaved off. Only sometimes would he ever keep it. But now was not one of those occasions. He turned the nozzle of his shower, ice-cold water showering down. Flinching back in surprise, he gently closed the sliding door to allow the water to warm up. Waiting several more minutes, he finally stepped in, allowing the hot water droplets to roll down his beautifully tanned skin. The droplets curved into his abs as he shampooed his thick brown hair with the Axe products he had recently purchased. Once he rinsed off, he stepped out, wrapping a towel around his waist. Looking at himself in the mirror once again, he spread shaving cream on his moist face, then carefully shaved off the stubble. He entered his bedroom, changing into some board shorts that were printed with a color beach scene. He ended up remaining shirtless, because there had been several occasions where he had left his red cross shirt on the lifeguard stand. It was quite embarrassing. He picked up his Florida Gators keychain, then practically sprinted down the hall. His kitten, Splinter, who was named after the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, pounced out from the shadows, clawing the bare leg of Oliver. He gently shook off the little animal, planting a kiss on his black fur before exiting his house. Inserting the key into the lock, he turned it so his door was locked. Jogging over to his custom sport motorcycle, he swung his leg over then revved up its engine. It roared as he drove down the street and to the beach. His fancy house was indeed on the beach, but it wasn't the public beach. He absolutely adored his house, for it was very contemporary and fancy, and wasn't too far from the college campus. That meant he could live at home and not share a dorm or apartment with a couple of losers. Once he arrived at the beach, he watched the sun which peeked high in the sky. The sky was perfectly blue, matching his eyes almost exactly. There were a few puffy white clouds here and there, but it was mainly clear skies. A smile tugged at his plush lips, his tight dimples showing on his jawline as he smirked. What a beautiful day it was indeed. With his beach towel in hand, and his keychain partially sticking out of his pocket, he sashayed through the sand, conscious of not kicking sand into people's towels. He set his towel, keychain, and phone on an empty lifeguard stand so the accessories wouldn't get covered in sand. Then he walked back to the beach shack to retrieve his surfboard while he patiently awaited the arrival of Eleanor



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    Ella awoke to the sound of her alarm at roughly 6 am in the morning. The sun was barely out yet, so not much of anything other than the dim glow of her lava lamp gave any sort of light. Rolling around and tossing the aqua blue blankets and gray sheets off of her, she reched for the vile machine that kept beeping even though she was already awake. Pressing a button, the noise cut of and she sighed in relief. Sitting up in bed she stretched herself, before tossing her legs to the side and standing up. The hardwood floor was quit cold this early in the morning, though Ella rather enjoy its cool touch. Walking over towards the window at the left side of her room, she opened it, letting the fresh morning air inside. The birds didn't even look to be awake yet. Turning away from her window, she shred her pajamas tossing them to the side and putting on black work out shorts and a gray work out shirt to go along with it. Pulling on some socks she exited her room, walking carefully down the staircase, trying not the fall without having to turn on the stairway light. She exited her house that was somewhat inbetween the beach and the town, making sure she had her phone, keys and walked before she started her morning run.


    She returned home almost close to nine. Bags of groceries in her hands as she had made a quick trip to the store she was greeted at the door by Nebula, a black and gold, golden retriever puppy that was almost four months old and almost fully trained. She headed into the kitchen being followed by the puppy and put the cans, bottles and everything else she had bought away. Glancing at her lock, she gasped. "I need to get ready!" She was to meet Oliver at the beach this morning, and she still hadn't showered yet! Running up the stairs, she ran over to her bed, almost tossing Nova, her little kitten from the shelter off her undone bed. She quickly folded and straightened the sheets before heading down the hall and into the bathroom. She took a quick shower, the cool water feeling pleasant on her warm skin. Getting out of the shower, she wrapped a towel around herself before starting to blow dey her hair. When she finished with that, she applied lotion, and perfume before exiting and heading back to her room.


    Opening her closet, she picked out a pale gray pair of shorts, flipflops, and and a Luner shirt. She placed these items on after putting on underwear of course. Heading to her mirrior, she tied her long fully dry air into a long braid, her normal style and handed a starfish necklace to her appearance. There was no need to wear make up, since forth she was going to the beach and would end up washing it all off in the salty ocean water. Grabbing a bag, she placed her beach towel, sunglasses, phone, and keys inside. She closed the still open window to her room, not waiting any of her little pets to leave or get themselves hurt while she was gone. Exiting her room, she headed down the stairs, are a quick bowel of cereal and headed on her way. She reached the beach after a 20 minute walk, and scanned the crowd for Oliver. Seeing sight of him, she made her way over behind him, hoping to scare him before he noticed.

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    [justify][font=arial][sup][size=7pt][color=#000000]bump!


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