Days

✡ Welcome to Salem, Massachusetts ✡

I'm doing some heavy brainstorming.

Redwood Apartments, Silvervale, LA

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Rooftop, interacting with circle of people, specifically @Lionhearted,@Royaletutor59,@fairyBells,@KatKook and @Berlin

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Amberly spotted Felix and walked back over to him. His scent still lingers, and she noticed she forgot to bring back his sweater. She didn't mind though, as it gave her an excuse to see him again. He stood at a table with her drinks. He looked divine. While walking, a man walked up to the small stage and took the mic. Standing still in front of Felix, she watched as the person on stage spoke about 'getting high school up in here' and it made her chuckle. She looked at Felix and winked at him playfully before more people gathered around the table they were standing at. A playful blonde sat down in a seat, in her arms several bottles of alcohol. A redhead came over with drinks and suggested never have I ever, and Amberle noticed her accent. She smiled, a fellow European!

Amberle set herself down in one of the chairs before bending forward to her bag, the one Felix had placed on the table. She opened it, pulled out several shot glasses and exposed the Soju bottles. This is perfect for never have I ever, though some might find it a bit too strong for that. Shortly after, a man with curly hair joined the group and waved. Amberle waved back kindly before turning towards the next addition to their group; an Asian man.

"Great idea, I love 'never have I ever!" Amberle spoke to the red-haired woman before turning towards the man that introduced himself as Junhoe, and she figured he was Korean, as he pointed towards the Soju. "Of course! Everyone, I'm Amberle, I live in 4C. My roomie is not here yet, so please take care of me!" She accompanied her introduction with her signature wide grin before grabbing a Soju bottle from her stash. She swirled it around, tapped the underside of the bottle with her elbow several times, twist the cap open and jabbed the bottle of the neck with two fingers, as is the tradition. She poured two glasses, one for her and one for Junhoe. "Anyone else?" She looked around at everyone, so she wouldn't miss anyone speaking.

✡ Welcome to Salem, Massachusetts ✡

Yesss ofcourse I’m here

After The Rain

@Days Most? Which questions do we happen to disagree on?

@Kuro

Actually all, really. I don't know why I typed that, haha.

@Lady Ostara What is the state of the world? AKA are there still governments, stores, electricity?

Redwood Apartments, Silvervale, LA

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Apartment 4C, Amberle's room

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Amberle stood in front of her floor length mirror, gazing at her body. She was quite satisfied with it. With attention to detail, she applied a nude colour of lipstick to her plump lips. She wearing a white, off the shoulder crop top and a pale pink asymmetrical skirt. While slightly tapping the lipstick to see if it dried, a pop up on her phone informed her of the time. Wearing her signature wide grin, Amberle put her phone in her pocket and straightened out her skirt. She loved the way it stopped at her knees on the front, but it flowed to her calves in the back. The young woman tousled her hair and turned towards her cat Sarang. "Ik ga. Gedraag je! _{(I'm going. Behave!)}"

When Amberle opened the door to the kitchen she looked around to see if her roommate had come home. But there was no sign of life. Hmm, maybe she's already on the roof, she thought as she carefully tapped her hearing aid; a habit she picked up to ensure it was still working. After slipping into her cute white beach sandals, she closed the door behind her and dropped the key into the small pocket of her dress. In her left hand, she carried a heavy bag.

Suddenly a nervous feeling bubbled up in her stomach. She was not accustomed to American etiquette. Was she required to bring things? If so, what? Amberle even tried googling. Eventually, she landed on the decision to bring a collection of different Soju kinds. In total, she had about 10 with her. The bag was heavy and she frowned, but thank God she lived on the 4th floor and the party was on the roof. Amberle was slightly worried that a party on the roof was the worst kind of place for her impaired hearing, but she decided for herself that it would still be worth it to go. She'll just not drink that much, and really focus on people's lips. She had a bit of a sarcastic chuckle at herself though, thinking that she re-trained her Dutch Sign Language to American but it's no use if no one else knows it.

The walk towards the rooftop was dark and full of terrors. The small woman may or may not have accidentally tripped around 3 times already while carrying the heavy bag. At the top of the stairs, Amberle took a deep breath. She had to tell herself that it would be alright. She managed to move all the way out here from the Netherlands, she got a job, an education and a home. Surely, she'd be able to handle an American party. However, had only met Bert and her roommate Rena. She did remember the guy with the cello though, and a blush formed on her cheeks as she entertained the possibility about him being here tonight.

After a quick pat on the cheek, Amberle opened the door to the rooftop. The smells of food immediately attacked her nostrils. Her wide smile was back on her face as she walked onto the rooftop and stood on her toes a little, to find her roommate Rena. When she couldn't locate her, she took her phone from her pocket and decided to text her.

To; Roomie Rena
Hey Rena! You weren't home yet, so I went up to the roof party alone. Are you still planning on attending? I feel like a loner!

Amberle slid her phone back into her pocket and looked around for a spot to set down her heavy bag of Soju bottles.