'' It's Just a Game [Pinky]

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[atrb=background,http://i1128.photobucket.com/albums/m490/heartfeltxgoodbyes/MUSTANG/Blackbackground.jpg] When he entered the room and her eyes finally focused on him, she was visibly disappointed that he was not naked. She told herself that it was the tequila thinking for her, but deep down she knew the honest truth that she was always thinking things like that. Her verbal filter had vanished around two hours ago. "Well, I hate to disappoint you, but I'm not naked. When I said I was going to change out of my clothes, I meant into some other clothes," he explained. Oh, bother. Though, despite how devoid of good judgment she was at the time, she could not even think about doing dirty things to him--no matter how sexy his butt was. For a moment, the idea of pantsing him crossed her mind, but it did not stay long. She didn't want to seem rude. Pinky was very grateful that she had met him, and he had deigned to come over. It would have been a lonely night had she been drinking alone again. As she watched him place the glass on the nightstand, her first thought was that he had mixed her yet another drink and it took her a few moments to decide if she would accept or decline it--she was feeling a little too far gone for her liking. The longer she lay in her bed, the more intensely the alcohol pumped through her body. Her brain was swimming. "Here, I made you another glass of water in case you get thirsty during the night." Relief washed over her like a cool ocean wave. She would have hated to tell a friend "no", and in fact the word was rarely found in her vocabulary. Squinting, she tilted her head back to look up at him, her cheeks rosy and eyes heavy-lidded and watery. "Thanks, Gabey Gabey Gabe," she mumbled, and it sounded more like "anksgaygaybuh". Perhaps he would be able to interpret that. "If you need me, I'll be in the livingroom. Just yell, I'm a light sleeper. Need anything else before I go?" His voice was so sultry that it was difficult to focus on it, and his words stringed her along like a guppy followed an angler fish's bulb. After a moment, she finally deciphered what he was saying, separating the syllables into recognizable sounds and connecting them in a sensible fashion. Livingroom? Her bottom lip slipped out in her perfected Pinky pout. "You're leaving me all alone? Sad seahorse," she whined, reaching out with fingers splayed, pawing at him in a wide arc but not even coming close to touching him. Her depth perception was beyond repair for the night. "You can stay in here and make sure that the boogey man stays away."

[/color] Lips still pouting and glistening, she managed to open her eyes wide to give him a bleary, long upward gaze.


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WC: 476
Tag: Gabriel
Notes: OMG WE MADE PAGE 4!!!!!! SCOOOOOORRRREEEE!!!!!

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[gabelangley]

Gabriel could tell that she was so out of it. Even more now that the liquor was settling, since she wasn't drinking anymore. It probably wasn't the best idea for her to have been drinking all day long. He was pretty sure you weren't supposed to leave someone alone when they were drunk. In case they tried to get up and fell over and hit their head or something. Not that he was completely leaving - it was only to the livingroom. But after he asked her if she needed anything else before he left, she seemed a bit disappointed that he wasn't staying.

"You're leaving me all alone? Sad seahorse. You can stay in here and make sure that the boogey man stays away."

The look she gave him made him feel pretty bad just for even thinking about sleeping in the livingroom. He guessed being respectful around people who were drunk was a waste of time. She also didn't seem like she would wake up in the morning and start yelling at him for sleeping in her bed, probably because she forgot she had invited him there herself. "Okay, I'll be sure to beat him up for you if I see him." Although he was pretty sure the boogeyman was out of his league; especially if he could disappear. He himself had yet to get that trick down pat.

Before he got in bed, he grabbed her the trashcan in case she felt the need to get sick in the middle of the night. And hopefully towards the opposite direction of him. He didn't want her "walking" all the way to the bathroom in her current state. Gabe walked around to the other side of the bed and slid in under the blanket. "Just try not to yell at me or anything like that in the morning. At least not until I'm awake," he joked. Hopefully she wouldn't feel the need to do either of those. He settled back onto the comfortable mattress and was almost instantly enveloped in warmth, which already made him want to fall asleep.

He turned his head to look at her, even though he couldn't really see much at this point. It was dark and he hadn't turned on the light. It was a wonder he could see anything before when he had walked in and hadn't kicked the end of the bed by accident. Good thing he could still think clearly, although his head was swimming now from the alcohol. "Wake me up if you need anything, okay?" He felt strange for taking care of her, because he hadn't ever had to, or bothered to, take care of anybody else. Usually either they had someone to help them or he was not in a position to take care of them at the moment. Most of the time that had to do with him being drunk too.

TAG - Pinky
WORDS - 490
NOTES - Yay!
TUNES - devil in a midnight mass , billy talent.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0

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[pinkythoms]

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[atrb=background,http://i1128.photobucket.com/albums/m490/heartfeltxgoodbyes/MUSTANG/Blackbackground.jpg] It made Pinky very happy to get her way, which she more than often did. When Gabriel climbed into bed and settled beside her, her muddled brain buzzed in victory and a smug smile planted itself on her face. She snuggled closer and hugged him like she would a teddy bear--of which she had several stacked up in the furthest corner of her bedroom, and closed her eyes contentedly. She sniffed him, out of habit and an honest enjoyment of scents, and murmured about how nice he smelled. The words were for the most part unintelligible, but that was okay. The day had been a very interesting one. She had spent most of the morning curled up in that very bed, sipping on a mimosa and flipping through various magazines that she had purchased the night before. From nine to eleven AM, she caught up on her celebrity gossip, gave herself a very relaxing pedicure, booked a flight home during spring break, and did a mass amount of facebooking. She received several text messages from friends wondering where she was and why she was not in class, and she answered each with a simple smiley face--they understood, and replied with "lol". For lunch she had made herself a strawberry-orange-pineapple smoothie with a bit of Cuervo just for kicks, and then she set out to the beach for adventuring. A few hours in the sun, and she moved on to the University. That was where she had luckily run into her new bestest best pal in the entire world, who was at the moment resting beside her back where she had began her day so many hours ago. All in all, a good day. It had finally caught up to her. Moments after Gabriel had crawled onto her mattress, she was snoozing fitfully, dreaming about flying and swimming and dancing and generally having fun. She wouldn't wake up until late the next day, and her routine would be very similar to the one she had worked out for the previous one--somehow, Gabriel would fit into that, she was sure. Of course, if he were to up and leave in the wee hours of the morning, that would be okay too. It was difficult to hurt Pinky's feelings. He would be easy to track down when she wanted to see him, and he knew where to find her--her door would be unlocked, at any rate.

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WC: 403
Tag: I'd say good work, team
Notes: shlee's back :3 here's that post I owe you. I dunno about you, but I'd call it a win. 4 pages, playerrrrr!

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[gabelangley]

Gabriel heard her mumble out some words, but he couldn't quite make out what it was she had said. Although he was pretty sure it was a compliment, he just didn't know what about. Though at this time he didn't quite care, as he was just ready to go to sleep. His body was getting tired now that they were getting settled. Pinky had made her way over to the side of the bed that he was on and was cuddling him – it was nice. He wrapped his arms around her small frame and closed his eyes.

It wasn't every day that he had a day like this one. But it wasn't so unbelievable that he thought ht was dreaming. Besides, dreams were not that detailed and not that long. For him they were usually a little awkward in some way and there was always one thing that didn't go right. But as far as he could tell, everything had gone great. He really couldn't have planned it better himself. As his eyes were closed, the silence set in around him. All day it had been rather noisy, but now it was quiet and relaxing.

He could feel her breathing next to him, slow and steady. It soon had him drifting off into his own sleep. Gabe woke up the next day, feeling rather well rested. But at the same time he felt like he could probably sleep a few more hours, but that would make him feel really lazy too. He woke up only to notice that somewhere in the night he had managed to face her and had her wrapped in both of his arms. He yawned and reached up to push his hair out of his eyes so he could see. His eyes were a bit blurry from having just woken up, so he had to blink a few times and let them focus in on everything.

Gabriel carefully maneuvered out from under Pinky and climbed out of the bed. He wasn't quiet sure what time it was, but he knew it was late. At the moment he couldn't really remember whether he had classes or whether it was the weekend. But he also didn't particularly care either. He left the bedroom and returned from the bathroom within a matter of minutes, having also taken the time to wash his face in the sink to help him wake up. On his return, he climbed back onto the bed and laid back down beside her. Gabe leaned in closer so he wouldn't have to speak so loud. ”Wakey wakey,” he teased, gently shaking her awake.

TAG - Pinky
WORDS - 440
NOTES – Yay, 4 pages and it didn't even take that long!
TUNES - devil in a midnight mass , billy talent.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0

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[atrb=background,http://i1128.photobucket.com/albums/m490/heartfeltxgoodbyes/MUSTANG/Blackbackground.jpg] The last thing that Pinky Thoms wanted to do was to wake up--her dreams had been oh so much fun and she would occasionally feel Gabriel twitch and move half-consciously. She grunted unhappily when he stood up and left the room, awake just enough to be aware of her surroundings. When he returned and snuggled up next to her again, she could smell the freshness of his skin, as if he had washed his face. He touched her, and told her that she needed to wake up, and she made a pouting face in disagreement. With a groan, she flicked her eyelids open eventually and blinked each blue eye in turn, slowly focusing on Gabriel's face and looking as if she had spent the night drinking--she had, of course. The next to last thing that Pinky Thoms wanted to do that morning was sit up, but she forced herself to do so, putting her hands into her hair and giving it a good shake. It had been thoroughly mussed during the night, and it wildly stuck out in all directions in its wonderful pink glory. Remnants of the previous day's eyeliner were smeared beneath her eyes, giving her that classic raccoon look, but she didn't seem to care. "Good moooorniiiiing, sugarbumps," she cooed, throwing herself back down on top of him and giving his chest a decent tickle. "The earth says 'hello'!"

[/color] she continued with a wide grin. She had no desire to look at the clock sitting on her nightstand, but glanced over to see that it was only eight in the morning--not that it mattered. No way in hell was she going to class.

Pleased as she was to see that her friend was still there in all of his sexiness, she needed to pee like a Russian race horse, as her bladder had been fighting to hold all of the liquor from the night before. Crawling over Gabriel, she put her feet to the floor and stood unsteadily, shuffling across the floor and out of the doorway. "Gotta piss!"[/color] she yelled unabashedly, hurtling down the hallway and into the bathroom with a quick slam of the door.

The toilet flushed, but she fixed herself in front of the sink and mirror, dabbing at the coaly mess beneath her eyelids and eventually busting out the soap and giving her face a good once over. Personally, she did not dislike the way that she looked without her eye makeup, but it was strange to look back at her naked reflection. Hopefully, Gabriel didn't mind her morning face. Splashing a bit of water into her hair and pulling it back into a bouncy, messy bun, she left the bathroom and skipped back into her bedroom, looking rejuvenated and very excited to start the day.


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WC: 464
Tag: Gabers
Notes: we are so rock.

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[gabelangley]

Gabriel wasn’t used to sleeping in the same bed as someone else very often, so he had been surprised when he had woken up and they were still snuggling. Though he did vaguely remember waking up in the middle of the night, but he couldn’t remember why or what had happened. He was pretty sure he hadn’t even gotten out of the bed. His eyes followed her as she sat up and shook her hair which was quite messy. But who really cared about that? When he had gone into the bathroom, he still had bed hair too. He had flattened it down with water, but that was really it.

”Good morning,” he replied with a smile and watched as she threw herself back down on his chest. He groaned as if she had truly jumped on him, but in actual reality it was a soft landing. ”It does? I don’t hear anything,” he teased, after taking a moment to listen, as if it was really going to speak. Gabe pulled his hands out from behind his head and helped her across so she could get off the bed. He laughed as she left the bedroom – she truly had no shame. Though he supposed that was a good thing, as it didn’t really bother him.

He reached one hand up and grabbed the pillow and pulled it over his head. Now that he had gotten her up, he wasn’t so sure he wanted to get up just yet. He could tell by peaking under the pillow when she returned, that he had truly ruined his chances of going back to sleep. She looked like she was already awake and ready to do something. ”I changed my mind,” he mumbled from under the pillow. ”Let’s just go back to sleep.” He patted the spot beside him, as if coaxing her back to the bed.

Gabriel figured he could get used to this, even though it was unlikely he would be sleeping over very often. And that would be really bad if she was dating someone, even though he wasn’t sure she would have invited him for a sleepover if she had one. He couldn’t really remember if it had been brought up yesterday. His mind was too hazy for him to remember all of that stuff at the moment. Like whether it was during the week or the weekend. ”What’s on the schedule for today?” he asked, pulling the pillow away from his head. He personally didn’t have anything on his that he knew of.

TAG - Pinky
WORDS - 424
NOTES – Did this at school, sorry. -.-
TUNES - devil in a midnight mass , billy talent.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0

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[atrb=background,http://i1128.photobucket.com/albums/m490/heartfeltxgoodbyes/MUSTANG/Blackbackground.jpg] Pinky growled playfully, hopping onto the mattress next to Gabriel and bouncing up and down on all fours repeatedly as she spoke. "I dunno! I don't have plans!" Truly, she wasn't sure what she would do. All of her magazines had been read, her nails had been done, and really all there was left to do on her list was homework--and she never did that, anyway. The beach was always an option, and she wouldn't mind laying out in the sun on a big towel and drawing attention to herself; she was good at that. At some point, she might call her mom just to say hello, since they rarely got the chance to speak what with her mother migrating from the states to South America so often. She was a difficult woman to track down. Finally she sat back and crossed her legs before her, putting a finger to her chin in thought. "I kinda want to go get a coffee or something, you know, downtown? I hate being cooped up inside all day when it's so nice out."

[/color] As if to accentuate her point, she stood up and moved to the ornate, tall windows situated on the eastern side of her room, and pulled the curtains open to reveal sunshine and birdsong.

"And I am totally wearing my swimsuit today!"[/color] she squealed in excitement, clapping her hands and running to the opposite side of the bed to dig through her bureau drawers. Nonchalantly tossing various pieces of underwear back over her shoulder and onto the bed (and possibly her friend), she fished around in search of one of her many bikinis, finally pulling out a striped pink and white number. The top was a standard bikini, while the bottom was a short skirty thing that would probably just cover her bubble-rounded posterior. It was the perfect thing to wear on a day such as it was, especially if she would be hanging around with a young man as nice to look at as Gabriel.

"I'm gonna go put this on!"[/color] she announced loudly, still very obviously excited as she flitted out of the room. Since her friend seemed to not really want to get up anyway, she wasn't worried about him stumbling upon her, so she stopped just around the corner in the hallway, hidden from view but close enough to continue a conversation while she changed into her swimwear. "Do you wanna get coffee with me? You can stay as long as you want, I don't mind."[/color]



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WC: 420...i may or may not have done it on purpose xD
Tag: Gabriel
Notes: swimsuit!

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[gabelangley]

Gabriel was quite content to just lay there while she bounced on the mattress, obviously having a lot of fun. Though he couldn't quite figure out how she was doing that considering she had just woken up. At the same time it seemed to make sense to him since it was her who was doing it. He closed his eyes but all of the moving was preventing him from falling back to sleep, though he was sure he wouldn't be able to anyways. He opened one eye as the bouncing stopped and then opened the other to look at her. ”Coffee sounds good,” he agreed quietly. It was unexpected for him as she pulled the curtains open and he had to quickly shield his eyes from the blinding light that slid through the window.

Somehow it was like it knew where your eyes were and it's only intent was to blind you. He groaned and squinted at her. ”You're killing me.” His eyes were already beginning to water so he looked away from the window. He stopped rubbing his eyes as she mentioned wearing her bathing suit. Gabe looked up just as her wardrobe began falling from the sky and landing everywhere on the bed, including him. Raising his eyebrows he picked up a pair of underwear that had landed on his stomach and held it up in the air. It appeared that she didn't notice as she continued tossing clothes everywhere and then announced that she was going to put on her bathing suit. He glanced over at the it in her hands; he thought it looked nice, but it would look even better once she put it on.

He watched as she disappeared out of the room, but she apparently didn't go too far as she continued the conversation from where she was changing her clothes at. Gabriel let the underwear drop from his hands as he stretched out onto the bed, which caused him to yawn. ”Okay, we can go and get coffee,” he yelled back to her. He pushed her clothes off onto the bed and sat up, now looking down at the clothes he had worn to bed. Next time he would need a heads up before he had another sleepover so that he could prepare accordingly. ”I'm running out of clothes.” What he probably should have said was that he had already run out of clothes.

The clothes he wore yesterday were dirty and he had just slept in those. Although they were still pretty clean, he guessed. ”Do you think I should just wear these or maybe we can stop by my apartment and let me grab some new clothes to wear?”

TAG - Pinky
WORDS - 449
NOTES - She's trying to torture him! Lol.
TUNES - devil in a midnight mass , billy talent.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0

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[atrb=background,http://i1128.photobucket.com/albums/m490/heartfeltxgoodbyes/MUSTANG/Blackbackground.jpg] It felt nice to be in a swimsuit. Granted, she normally wore one in place of undergarments because she never knew when she might end up down at the beach and it was always good to be prepared for a spontaneous decision to cut class and go swimming. Returning to the bedroom, she examined him thoughtfully before tossing her pajamas into a steadily growing pile of clothing in the corner of her bedroom. Laundry day would come around again next week. "I'd say you're fine, but we can stop by if you want to. Or," she grinned, revealing that what she was about to suggest was going to be only half-serious, "you could borrow some of my clothes."

[/color] The thought of Gabriel in her denim shorts and a tank top was more than amusing.

To get coffee, she would need money, as she really didn't feel like putting on any makeup and attempting to charm a barista into giving her free goods that day. Slipping back over to the dresser, she rummaged through jewelry, knick knacks, random containers of fish food, and other curious items until she had gathered up four dollars and thirty nine cents in various change. Of course, she had a wallet with a debit card, credit card, and ample cash, but it seemed like a good day to travel lightly. She dropped the money into a brightly colored, plastic coin purse and shook it with glee. "Or you could go naked and get some sun on that nice little ass of yours."[/color] Her tone was teasing, of course--his rear end was just fine by her standards.

It was definitely a day for sandals. She imagined that her Uggs would be very sad to be left inside all day, as they had been inseparable for the past few months. Dropping to all fours, she peered beneath the bed frame and reached as far as she could until she felt the hard leather soles of her most favorite pair of strappy things in the entire world. "These are my Gladiator shoes,"[/color] she remarked happily, pulling them out and brandishing them at him before strapping them onto her feet.

She wished that every day could start like this one had--no more rushing around trying to get ready for class or finish up homework, or hastily making breakfast. It occurred to her then that her high school career was nearly over, and an extremely giddy feeling of relief passed over her like a cool breeze on a hot day. She didn't even have to start college next semester if she didn't want to.


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WC: 433
Tag: Gabriel
Notes: she's alot of mean in a small package.

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[gabelangley]

Gabriel couldn't really help himself when she entered the room and he started to check her out. He had done it all night last night anyways and she didn't seem to mind. Besides that, he knew for a fact she had been doing the same to him – she was actually the one to start it. He had been right when he said the bathing suit would look even better once she put it on, because it did. Or? Her grin told him that what she was about to propose was, mostly, a joke. But it was once of those mischievous grins that meant that part of her wanted him to do whatever she was about to suggest.

"you could borrow some of my clothes."

Gabe knew that this was definitely something she wouldn't mind seeing, considering she had also tried to talk him into wearing some to sleep in last night. He smirked and shook his head. ”Uh, yeah. I don't think that's going to work.” If he just had to wear her clothes, it was going to be while he was in her dorm where nobody else was at. No way was he going to walk out in public in them. But it seemed he had gotten lucky with his gym clothes last night. And he guessed she was right, that they would be okay to wear, since he had only used them to sleep in. If they did somehow end up at the beach, they would be good clothes to swim in. ”I guess I'll just leave these on for now.”

While she rummaged through her drawers again, he shifted on the bed so that both of his feet were hanging off the side and he was facing her. ”Well that would be a great idea if we weren't going out to get coffee. And,” he smirked at this idea, that had just came to mind, ”if I had to go naked, then so would you.” Gabe wasn't a shy person really. But he did have his standards, and he wasn't about to walk into town without any clothes on. Plus he would probably be arrested for that. The beach was a different story, unless it was just busy.

He raised up his feet while she searched under her bed for something. When she returned from the underworld, she held up a pair of shoes. According to her, they were her Gladiator shoes. ”Those are nice,” he commented, watching her put them on. Finally he stood up and tried to remember where he had put his own shoes at; right, they were by the front door. He left the bedroom and found them exactly where he had put them last night. As he was putting them on, he noticed his bag there as well. He figured he could just come back and get it later. Once the shoes were on, he checked to make sure they were tight enough. ”Are we ready to go?” he asked as he stood back up.

TAG – Pinky!
WORDS - 504
NOTES – Yes she is, lol. Recap of what he's wearing: outfit
TUNES - devil in a midnight mass , billy talent.
CREDIT - template by MUNZTAR * of caution 2.0

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