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Post by Lorena Victoria on Aug 29, 2008 14:13:23 GMT -5
Lorey was exretemly grumpy in the mornings, and this one was no different. Slamming her breakfast tray on the table, she sat down, and mumbled some random curse words, still half out of it. Nearly every morning, she wound up falling asleep in her food, so most of the time she just wore sweats to the mess hall, too tired to totally pull herself together.
Lorey took a bit of her cereal, ready to bitch out whoever came her way. Let's just say messing with Lorey in the monings was a bit like messing with Tinsley anytime. And as anyone could tell you, it was not the best experience either.
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Noah Olivier
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She?s had a gram, a shot, a slam, enough to start a riot
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Post by Noah Olivier on Sept 4, 2008 15:24:36 GMT -5
Noah hated mornings, she hated mornings more than she hated most people. She made her way to the cafeteria, half asleep and got breakfast, sitting down. She was still coming down off what she had smoked the night before, making her more irritable. She ran a hand through her hair and stabbed at the food, not really eating it.
She glanced up at the girl that was at the table, she looked familier, she just couldn't think of the name. She gave up without really trying and reached in her pocket for her i-pod, before she realized it was in her room. "Fuck." She muttered.
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