#iris:starter

I feel like I have been going full speed for two weeks straight. I don't even want to sleep I just want to not move and not think for a while.

“This movie is painfully boring. Always be my Maybe. More like Always no thank you. How much did they pay Keanu Reeves for this”

Iris was in the backyard at Z and Stephanie’s house stretching. Steph had gone inside to change the baby’s diaper. As she stretched in the warm spring sunlight she rolled her eyes at Lassiter who was lounging on a chair in a pair of the brightest pink shorts she had ever seen and asking questions about Rhage. “Ok but did he really break your leg and if he did how long did it take you to notice. Is he just that good or are you a pain is pleasure type of girl”. Gaping at him she pulled her legs out of the splits and crossed her arms. “He is just that good. I was positively screaming in pleasure and begging for more and it wasn’t until after the most intense orgasm of my life that I noticed I had a broken bone.” A stupid grin spread across Lassiter’s face as he asked “really now?” At that moment Iris’ face fell “Maybe. Or he dislocated my hip and Vishould had to come and pop it back into place while Rhage was still inside me. I will leave it up to your nosy curiosity to decide which story is real and which one i told you because I think that stupid look on your face is funny”. When she heard someone join them she waved at Z “Hey Oppa! Is he always this nosy?”

“If I could just pay someone to wash and put away my laundry that would be so great. I hate doing this”

“What are you doing here? You know I’m just gonna be working right? You really want to hang out here while I work? I’m definitely gonna make you get up and dance with me right?”

The day after a full moon was always extremely rough for Iris. Her whole body hurts and if something bad had happened the night before she was racked with guilt. But still life went on and she had a job she was responsible for and classes. Although she was an excellent student and could afford to skip a day of classes once a month if she needed to. So today she skipped her classes and slept as long as she could until she had to head to the studio. Probably looking hung over she walked the few blocks from her apartment and got on the bus, it was only a short ride and she didn't want to waste her gas. The bus wasn't very full and she was grateful to have a seat by herself in the back. Wincing she lifted her arms to pull her long hair into a ponytail, smiling politely and nodding her head at the person who had just gotten on the bus before sighing and resting her slightly throbbing head agaisnt the cool bus window.