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Hresvelgr
It's 11PM, do you know where your pants are?
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09-12-2010, 03:58 AM
Akiye heard Ai come in the room behind her. Though she turned, knowing he could smell the drugs from her clothing. Well, it was never hard to pick up in there home. She turned. A small smile graced her lips hearing the question. Not for the fact that she did smell like drugs, but more for seeing the look on his face. Akiye hated the smell herself, but she had grown used to it after living next to a crack house for so long. "Kou is right dearest." She said to them both. Looking back at her coat and shaking her head and she took it off fully and stuck it outside to air out. If she were to put it into the wash it would shrink.
"One more month and I am out of there. I do not really know where I am going, but it will hopefully be on this side of town." Akiye closed the front door. Seeing Ai holding his hand out. "It is probably betting out there for now. I know I could have called. Thank you though Ai." She said and took the seat offered to her. Akiye heard what Kou said to her. The smell probably starting to get to him. She felt a bit bad, But there was no way around it for her. Unless she were to wash everything in a laundry mat every day in the morning.
"I think I will do that come to think of it. Be back in a few minutes." Akiye stood back up, pushing her chair in and headed out of the room. Giving them both a small wave. Heading into the bathroom, she took everything off, throwing them into the washer. Being sure to switch their clothes of coarse, and even throw in a few from their small pile. It was the least she could do after all. In the bathroom she found a black slip from a few weeks ago when they went out for the night. She still have her stockings on since they did not smell at all. Once everything was settled, Akiye stepped out, and back into the kitchen. "A little formal, but it works. Am I Right?" There was a small shimmer from where her tattoos came out. Only if someone was really looking they could see the leaves peeking out from her dress.
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