For crying out loud, settle down [gxg pafp] You know I can't be found with you

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 130px; text-align: justify;][size=7pt]plot&& muse a and muse b are both invited to the biggest party ever hosted at their college. muse a is an absolute party-animal, so of course they show up. muse b, on the other hand, is more of a introvert and doesn't really enjoy parties. The only reason muse b shows up is because their bestfriend forced them to go. what muse b doesn't know is that their crush, muse a, is there. as the party commences both muse a and muse b excel their limits and get wasted. somehow they cross paths and things get hot and steamy between the two, which leads them ending up in bed together.


    In the morning, the two wake up hungover and confused. muse b gathers up their courage to tell muse a their feelings, hoping what they did the night before was something deeper than just meaningless one-night-stand and they could be more than friends. muse a refuses, leaving muse b heartbroken. they ignore each other for awhile before they come face to face with one another, unable to keep their feelings silent.


    i shall be muse a


    rules&& i don't ask for much, just that you have at least 3-5 sentences per post, and have decent spelling and grammar. if you're getting bored, tell me so we can spice things up ^^


    my character&&
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    name&& seth renzou.
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    [i]May Abbott[/fancypost]

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    Footfall was rushed along the vacant hallway, as if the wind was pushing her form along. Whispering with its voice so gentle, and yet shouting with urgency, 'Hurry up!' She agreed, of course. These hallways she walked, so empty and filled with nothing but her and potential, would soon be stuffed to the brim with vulgar words and high heels and the dreadful scent of cheap cologne. She hated that, she hated them, and yet this wasn't the reason behind her hurried steps.


    The reason behind her worried steps, her footfall as quick as a train at its climax and the rustling, bustling, hurrying wind, was simply her. Seth. Wonderful, colorful, beautiful Seth who she had been purposely avoiding for decades it seemed. But why, one may ask, why do you starve yourself of such a wonderful person, a voice which rose and fell with such enthusiasm and the brightest of smiles? Why would you give everything not to look upon such dazzling eyes? Why, some would ask. Why? The reason was as simple as the reason for her hurry, for the reason was her own fragile self. Her sensitive heart which wept for her, yet feared her all the same. Feared her eyes and her voice and her reaction to her previous sins. The drinking, the love. Oh, how she feared it and its consequences.


    The ring of the bell was a shout, and it shouted, 'You're out of time.' Knowing this, that weeping heart of hers banged against her chest, as she struggled to find a corner which could serve as her temporary hiding place.
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    The post was edited 1 time, last by Cιnnaтυrтle. ().

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    [size=15pt]Seth Renzou ![/size]


    [align=center][size=7pt]for crying out loud, settle down![/size]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 130px; text-align: justify;][size=7pt]I just wanna be clear before I post c: Is this the morning May gets rejected or weeks later?
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    May Abbott[/fancypost]

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    Well when writing it, I had the [i]'weeks later'     option in mind, but either setting is fine by me! Both could be a great start and introduction to character ^^
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    [size=15pt]Seth Renzou ![/size]


    [align=center][size=7pt]for crying out loud, settle down![/size]


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 130px; text-align: justify;][size=7pt]Oh, okay! Gotcha! I'll just start with before since my muse wants to sprout from there.


    There I was, completely naked and extremely hungover from the night before. I had no recollection of what happened besides that I had a bit too much to drink-- way more than I could withstand -- and that I ended up in bed with some chick who's name or face I couldn't remember at the moment. It did take me awhile to gather my thoughts even through the skull-splitting pounding that was coursing through my head. The girl I had slept with... Her... Her name is May. May Abbott. I had known her ever since the high school days. She was always the quiet one, the wallflower, the good girl who would never associate herself with a party that had a sh.t-load of underaged, hormonal teenagers who can't keep their hands to themselves, drugs, and alcohol. It just wasn't her. Hell, we weren't exactly friends, but we did have ongoing conversations here and there, so I knew a bit about her personality.


    I was shocked, to say the least when I first caught sight of her. Totally wasted, is how I would describe May in that moment. Poor girl couldn't even stand straight. Myself, on the other hand, was probably in the same boat-- Out of it. It wasn't long before things escalated between us and we ended up in a room upstairs, throwing off every bit of clothing we had on.


    Now it was morning and we were lying underneath the thin, white layers of bed sheets, her head rested against my shoulder and my arm wrapped around her delicate waist. In those short, but peaceful moments, she turned to look at me with half-lidded eyes. In that next second, I heard the words I'd never forget. May Abbott had told me she loved me. I was so damn confused. I had thought she was kidding...That it was just the alcohol speaking. All I could do was respond back with a strained 'W-what? Y-you're not serious, are you?' She proceeded to tell me that she was 100% serious, that it wasn't some kind of joke. At that moment, my stomach dropped, so far it probably reached the pits of hell. I felt absolutely horrible. I couldn't return her feelings. I didn't know if I was even ready for another relationship. The thought of being tied down to one person was frightening. I was still young and wanted to keep a hold of my freedom while it lasted. Sounds pretty f.cking selfish, I know, but I can't help it.


    It took me a few painful seconds--which seemed like forever-- to break the news to her. I had rejected the quiet, but sweet, May Abbott. As the words emerged from my mouth, I felt like a complete asshole. She really didn't deserve it. I still can't understand why she fell for a person like me. There were other people in the world who could give her what she deserved. I certainly couldn't. I'm not anything special. Soon I could hear the sound of her quiet sobs, followed by the tears that pooled on my shoulder. And it was shortly after when she leaped out of the bed, throwing on her clothes, and bolting out the door, leaving me alone to think about what I did.


    I f.cked up. Big time. I wanted to apologize... I really did, but what the hell was an apology going to fix? Certainly not a broken heart that had been aching for you longer than you thought.


    //I hope is good enough for you to go off of ^^ If you need me to change anything so you can, I will.
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    [i]May Abbott[/fancypost]

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    May's Appearance


    Her heart is furious now, pounding against her chest as if trying to escape. As if longing for some sort of free air, shouting with a voice oh so silent, 'Let me out!' Yes, this heart was furious, but its keeper was a different story. For its keeper, why she was just scared. She was scared and dazed and she didn't know what to do other than allow that heart of hers to pound. And pound it did, for it didn't help with her hazed vision, or foggy mind. No, it didn't help, but she stayed silent. A rough habit to break, she supposed.


    She wasn't gullible, oh no. She knew this, and yet she seemed to be dragged into every situation in the book. She knew this, and yet she gave away free samples of trust. She knew this and yet there she was, hiding in a corner from the one she loved so much. Perhaps the reason behind her trust's easy access was due to her hunger for kinship. Or, perhaps it was due to her fear of others, the paranoia that if she peeped out a 'no,' the person before her would be overcome with rage and drag her into the night. Or maybe it was just her gullibility, the same gullibility her brothers have always scolded her about time and time again. 'You fall to fast,' they said. 'You're but a child,' they said. 'You follow and you love and you trust far to much.'


    They'd scold, and they'd scold, and they'd scold.


    And yet, she chugged spirits into the night as she pranced about to the dreaded music she always hated. She embraced her blurred vision and queasy stomach, and she sinned with the girl who had stolen her heart. God was glaring at her, yet she continued to kiss. She was buying a ticket to Hell and yet she felt her body as if it was the most precious thing to her. And oh, it was! Because that body held a heart, a soul which she was in love with. Because that body was Seth's, and Seth's alone. And oh, how she wished to embrace it. How she wished to hear the words 'I love you,' whispered softly, curled with that body in a tangle of sheets on cool, comfy mornings. Gullible or not, she was imaginative. Sinning inside for longer than she knew.


    It was all coming back to her now. Aye, she deserved this. She deserved her rejection, for she was a wonderful person and she deserved such. She sinned, but she did it with such grace, such beauty. And she as well deserved someone who shared those traits with her. And May couldn't.


    She couldn't.


    She waited for the children to pass through the halls, averting her sky blue gaze from the skin they showed off like diamond rings. Resisting the urge to plug her nose, and most of all, resisting the urge to search the crowd for her.
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