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Post by ZACHARY JAMES HARPER on Apr 28, 2010 22:52:17 GMT -5
 , can you make me scream .[/font] [/color] i want to do some dirty things to you tonight .[/font] [/color][/center] - - the pale curtains covering the window glowed white as the sun caught them which gave zachary some peace of mind. the last week had been full of horrible weather in miami. as if waking up in one of the most beautiful cities in the world wasn't enough, the weather had welcomed zachary to a wonderful day. so, what could he do on a day like this? first, a quick stop to starbucks was a must. getting out of the bed slowly he yawned and sat for a moment. yeah, he totally needed a cup of coffee, the sweet beans were all he needed to fully wake up. stumbling down the stairs, he eventually made it down to eat breakfast, some type of bread with a name he couldn't fathom and jam that was prepared with the freshest strawberries.... good indeed, but it was not coffee!
- - zachary made his way, quickly up the stairs for a shower and then to change his clothes. as usual, the maids had placed an outfit for him on the door of his bathroom. thank god for that. running his hand through his bed head hair he rolled himself into the bathroom to brush his teeth, sort his hair out and scrub his body clean. zachary was out of his house and making his way to his truck in no time. the days were growing warmer, but that did not prevent mother nature from inflicting her mood swings in the form of sharp, bitter breezes that sent shivers up the spines of any who happened to be caught in this fury. turning the key to the ignition, zachary starts the four wheel truck and pushes the gas pedal out of the driveway. next stop, starbucks.
- - zachary contemplated whether to go through the drive through or make a quick stop inside. throwing the truck in park, he pushes out of the car, squinting against the afternoon sunlight and heads for the door. zachary enters and is instantly taken back by the glorious smells. coffee, tea, pastries all filled the air with their wonderful aromas. sometimes he wished he could just build a starbucks right in his mansion, don't think he hasn't considered it! approaching the counter zachary leaned in too far and bumped against a beautiful brunette. shit, tea spilled all down his shirt, his pants and now covered the floor under his feet. "shit, god, i'm so sorry," he muttered through clenched teeth.
- - he rushed over to the nearest carton of napkins, grabbing any and all that he could. zachary brushed the napkins over his clothes, locking and unlocking his jaw in the process. how rude, he didn't even stop to think how the woman was. he glanced up, walking over towards her. "listen, i'm so sorry. please, let me buy you another tea?" he pleaded and gave her pitiful smile. some trip to starbucks this turned out to be.
ooc ;; im so sorry i fail at life D: muse fail >.<
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Post by ROXANNE MARIE TAYLOR on Apr 28, 2010 23:15:26 GMT -5
 
having just gotten out from her organic chemistry class, her brain was practically fried. not that she didnt understand the professor, or anything of such a sort, but it was difficult to understand every single little thing. even the most intelligent students had trouble storing everything, hence why the only thing on her mind the second she walked out of the classroom was starbucks. it was odd, considered she hated coffee, but she was in love with the little place. it wasnt that far off from the school campus, and she was absoulty in love with their blueberry muffins and their green tea, something that she alternated in getting, either served hot, or served cold over ice cubes. thinking about the delicious blueberry muffin made her stomach growl, and jumping into her black beemer, she headed to the nearest starbucks. parking her car, and walking inside the building. despite the fact that she had just moved in two weeks ago, she made frequent visits to starbucks, and the people already knew her order, unless of course, someone new got hired. but this morning, it seemed like the normal people were working around the same time that she was. she smiled a greeting at them, waiting in line for a few minutes, before ordering her cold tea, and her blueberry muffin, taking out her gucci walet from her bag, and paying the total. she approached the corner of the booth, waiting for them to hand her her blueberry muffin, and her tea. her mouth watering at the smell of fresh pastries. jesus christ, she didnt know why she was so damn hungry ! guess thats what organic chemistry does to you, huh.
dressed casually in a white tangtop that hugged her perfectly rounded breasts just perfectly, and a pair of washed out denium shorts, accentuating her never ending bronze legs, attention was always diverted to her wherever she went. her hair was up in a loose ponytails. tendrils of her bangds falling against her face, the tips tickling her rosy colored cheeks. her name got called, turning her attention to the woman, as she was handing her drink and her muffin, thanking them. so excited to take a sit and bask in the deliciousness of her food, she had turned around too sharply and had bumped into a rather tall man. her hand let loose the tea, falling and splattering all over the floor, as if slow motion. her muffin, thank god, was still warm and nestled in the bag on her other hand. some of the cold liquid splattered against her feet, which was clad in flip flops, but most of it, she realized, just landed all over the mans shirts and his pants. she looked up, expecting it to be an old guy with a bald patches on his hair, but instead, the vision that greeted him was quite the contrary. wow, she didnt believe men could be beautiful, but this bloke, well, he defined that work. her stunning blue eyes met his chocolate pair, a friendly smile crossing on her lips. he was big, he was tall, and every inch of him was muscle, that clearly was evident. she watched him as he scurried to get some napkins, dappling at the wet spots on his clothing. the image was too funny, and roxanne couldnt help but let out a laugh, shaking her head gently from side to side as he mentioned that he was really sorry, if he could buy her another drink. 'no no, its fine. it wasnt your fault. i ran into you. i guess i was so excited to eat my muffin that i wasnt paying attention to where i was going,' she gave him a dazzling grin, pleased with his rugged features. damn, he was hot, extremely hot. 'dont worry about the tea, you dont have to get me another one. but what you can do, is keep me some company for the time being, that would be marvelous,' roxanne said, her australian accent rolling beautifully off her tongue.
NOTES ' hiii
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Post by ZACHARY JAMES HARPER on Apr 30, 2010 22:20:29 GMT -5
, can you make me scream . [/font] [/color] i want to do some dirty things to you tonight .[/font] [/color][/center] - - on da way bb!
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