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Post by Destiny Taylor on Apr 10, 2012 4:01:54 GMT -5
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Post by Destiny Taylor on Apr 10, 2012 5:44:33 GMT -5
(RP with myself, Mirabelle Green)
Destiny was sitting in her apartment with nothing to do. She wanted to watch TV but nothing good was on. She was wearing high heels and a black skirt, also a navy jacket and underneath black jumper. She was dressed quite posh and her hair was pulled into a tight bob. She had been practicing her songs. As a singer, she looked beautiful. Her hair was down and it was scruffy, she wore casual clothes. Her voice was fantastic too. But that changed when she got out of the recording studio.
She paced the room then eventually began preparing a late tea. She chopped and diced a few vegetables and then diced an onion. Placing them all over olive oil in a pan, she began to slice bits of bacon and chicken and pork and lamb. She dropped all the meat pieces in the pan and then began making a tomato and onion sauce. Whilst it was cooking on the oven, she prepared the pastry. She made the base and the sides then put in the chicken, vegetables and onions. She poured on the sauce then put the top layer of pastry on. She cut one slice carefully and slid it on a plate. She began to eat.
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Post by Mirabelle Green on Apr 10, 2012 5:48:31 GMT -5
Mira had seen Destiny as Number 5 on the charts. She had come to congratulate her. Mira didn't know Destiny all that well but she knocked on the door and was welcomed in by the woman. She looked at the meat pie Destiny was eating, and then looked at the full pie on a counter. She helped herself to a slice. She had skipped tea as she had a photo-shoot and her stomach growled desperately.
"Hey sweetie!" she cried, ignoring the look of Destiny - posh, not casual as usual. "I just wanted to come and congratulate you on getting number 5 on a top - guess what? - 50! You took the ten right off and got there! Next stop - number 1! Or 2, as it's a pretty honourable spot anyways. Let's celebrate! I brought some champagne!" She fetched some glasses and filled them up with sparkling champagne. "Cheers!"
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Post by Destiny Taylor on Apr 10, 2012 5:52:37 GMT -5
When Mira came in, took a slice of pie and began congratulating Des, she was freaked out. The bottle of champagne appeared from nowhere, and suddenly the woman who came in thirty seconds ago was raising her glass. But Des relaxed when she noticed it was only the hyper version of Mira. But - taking the 0 off 50 in the charts! That was something to celebrate.
She raised her glass. "And cheers to you too, my sweetie. I met an amazing guy in the shopping centre today - guess what? I have his number!" This wasn't like Des, but she squealed anyway, and drained her glass.
"Listen, dear, I'm not gonna get drunk tonight, seriously. I just don't want to." Des put her glass on the table. "I'm buzzed enough already. Just fill me with the gossip, not the drink!" She jigged on her seat excitedly.
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