Jun 29, 2013
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[Did someone tag me as 'officerwayne'? I still track that tag and it's showing there's 1 new post but it's broken and won't show it. *sad face*]
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detectivewayne replied to your post: IΒ run around the city, But I never move.
Uh, roads?
[He wants to snap that the answer was wrong, but he can't entirely, seeing as it was also correct.]
Nooot the one I was looking for but yes.
#Let me guess Mr. Nygma... #Single Ladies?
No?
Why yes I am stealing this...
A five foot six inch tall woman with striking white hair and pale skin stood stock still in front of a shop window staring at a light blue floral print dress. It was one of those long awaited new season dresses and cost more than was cost appropriate. This is were the dilemma begins.
It was uncommon for KAZ to leave her studio apartment without her wallet. It was an essential item and money was a necessity. Especially for moments like these when something would catch her eye then be deemed something her core processors needed. It was odd how simple objects could be deemed necessary such as a new pair of shoes or a dress to match said shoes. KAZ should probably go through her settings and adjust them slightly. Maybe just a little. The constant ping resounding in her mind would not stop until the dress was in her wardrobe at home. It would be a constant nagging sound and grow in strength till the need was met.
With a sigh she walked into the store and began looking for said dress. Upon locating the rack she grabbed it off and began walking out of the store nonchalantly as if she had just paid for it and was not committing a crime.