Aug 26, 2014
Kat or Mark?
I don't swing that way, so Mark.
Plus, Mark's scary, but Kat's terrifying.
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Kat or Mark?
I don't swing that way, so Mark.
Plus, Mark's scary, but Kat's terrifying.
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♠ .♥ ♜☢.☣
♠ : Character my muse would have a one night stand with.
Already answered
♥ : Weird ship I have for my muse.
Cadence and Amelie or Cadence and Persia
♜ : My muse’s best friend.
Her sisters and Oliver Volta
☢ : Character my muse is afraid of.
Katherine Reynolds
☣ : Character my muse respects greatly.
Deanna Singer
Respect My Authority || Bag Checking
Mackenzie sighed as yet another bag came in front of her. She opened it, finding an obviously opened water bottle crunching against her hand. "No already opened containers." She took the bottle, placing it in her box of confiscated items, not really thinking anything of it until the girl protested. "No, really. It must have came open in my purse! You know how purses can just eat things." Mackenzie sighed, reaching into her box, grabbing the bottle, not to return, as the girl obviously thought when her eyes lit up. "If it just came open in your purse, why isn't it soaked?" She raised her eyebrows. She twisted open the cap, smelling the clear contents of the bottle. The sharp scent of alcohol filled her nostrils. She grimaced, looking over at the girl. Now that she was actually paying attention, the girl was obviously trying to look older than she was, in case she got caught or something.
The dark haired girl sighed, placing the bottle carefully back in the box. "You don't get to keep this. Show your tits to an older guy and see if they'll buy you a cheap beer." She poked around the girl's bag further, finding a lipstick in a dramatic, dark shade. "Also you can't have this. It's poisonous to the animals we have." She tossed it in the box along with everything else. The girl scoffed, but Mackenzie crossed her arms, revealing her knife that she was plainly keeping in her belt. The girl grabbed her bag and moved along. Mackenzie turned her head, speaking over her shoulder. "We have vodka if we want our break to get...interesting."