Flightless_Soul

Slackers...You Figure it Out

Juliet just sat quietly, gulping down her coffee, which in her opinion tasted like burnt ass, but at least the sick was gone from her stomach, for now. From the corner her eye, she had noticed the hipster chick (yeah, she was a hipster, don't deny it) eyeballing her. Fuck was her problem? Merely, she just brushed it off and threw back the last of that fucking black ink in her cup, along with throwing her mug on the floor.

She then walked over to the bar again and leaned over it, "So that flyer outside says rooms to rent, right? How much we talkin'?"

And just what the fuck was she listening to?

"Huh...nice tunes. Sounds like an Alabama trailer park with a hidden meth lab."

The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs

@Framing A Moose No! He's mine- I mean uh- Helena's!

"Uh...yeah, sure, I'll totes look after the little edgelord."
-__-

Slackers...You Figure it Out

"Pfft! Whatever gets rid of a hangover." Juliet fished a few bucks out of her wallet, carelessly tossing them over. "Here. Keep the change. Looks like you need it to fix up this shit of a place." Coldly she grabbed a mug and sat at the farthest table back she could find. There wasn't a whole lot of people about, but a coffee shop that looked like the LA riots was here wasn't gonna drag in alot of customers.

But that's fine since people gave Juliet cancer.

The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs

@KatherinWinter

No, she's seriously going to....oh! You mean that. Okies! ^^

*cowers in fear of Griffin*

Slackers...You Figure it Out

What a fuckin' shithole.

Juliet stood outside the shop with her skateboard in hand, practically scoffing in her mind why some people would wanna hang at a place that looked like it was visited by the SS during Kristallnacht, but then again, those were probably the kinda people who thrashed in some dude's basement to a crappy PA system, jumped off of rooftops, and lit walls on fire after sniffing the gas fumes. In short, her kinda people.

She strolled into the shop up to the counter. The music was...okay, if you were the sort of techno dweeb who jerked off to the final scene of Blade Runner, but Juliet figured the pleb hipster couldn't hear her over it...

So she reached over to the laptop...and slammed it shut.

"Yo, hipster! How much for a cup?"

Slackers...You Figure it Out

@RumikoOhara Uh...... okay, coolios.

Slackers...You Figure it Out

"No, I am NOT a cosplayer! Fuck off before I curb stomp you!"

Name:
Juliet Vernon

Age:
"Eighteen. Totally legal and totally not looking!"

Bio:
"Ready for the most depressing backstory ever?" *dramatic gasp*
"My parents were douchebags, so I ditched them. Story's over. The end. Goodbye."

(Bye Felicia)

Slackers...You Figure it Out

@RumikoOhara No! Who fuckin' said you were?! <<

@Blueflame I don't know! :D

Slackers...You Figure it Out

@RumikoOhara I can neither confirm nor deny. So....

Slackers...You Figure it Out

@Blueflame Thankies! ^^/