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Post by Chad Princeton on Mar 6, 2011 12:49:24 GMT -5
 
It was a bright and early Monday morning and Chad couldn't believe he was up. He stifled a yawn and rechecked his wristwatch. Damn. 7:25. What on earth was he doing awake in his father's office at this hour, he had no idea. All he knew was, his dad told him to head on to the office with him and that he wanted to introduce him to someone. It was probably one of the city's investors or the state council or some bunch of rich politicians that he had to feign a smile towards. He didn't really complain much about it anymore. A couple of years back, he had already figured it to be a lost cause trying to explain to his father that he didn't want to take in his footsteps, but he never listened. So here he was, being the obedient son, roaming the office with hardly any people in it.
Deciding that waiting around for the meeting to start, which was still an hour to go (why they had to get here so early, he had no idea), he decided to stroll around the building, look for something to keep himself busy with. Maybe grab some breakfast or coffee or something. He walked the rather empty hall before slipping inside the elevator, hitting the number of the floor that he knew all too well. Once he had arrived, he stepped out, checking sidewards to see whether or not there were people in there yet. Silence. Hardly anyone on the floor. Strolling along the empty rows of cubicles and casually browsing through the array of desks and pictures and office supplies, he stopped abruptly when he caught a light open behind on of the office doors. He made his way towards it, as though a moth attracted to the flame.
He didn't bother knocking, because he knew he didn't have to. Instead, he just turned the knob and peeked through the door. "Hello? Anyone here?" When no one had answered, he swung the door open and stepped inside, shutting the door behind him. Where is she? Had she just left the light open by mistake? He shook his head, realizing that the office tenant was already there, seeing a handbag lying on top of the seat. A smirk forming in his face, he hopped on her seat and leaned back, putting his arms behind his head. He turned the chair, making sure he faced the door, waiting for her to enter.
TAG. Sabrina!
WORDS. are all I have? To take your heart away?
OUTFIT. Basically, what my pic is up there.
MUSIC. Kiss-Prince
NOTES. woot! lol, sorry for the lame thread title XD Also, hope the post was okay
CREDITS. jurate @ CAUTION, please don't steal! |
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Post by Sabrina 'Snowy' White on Mar 6, 2011 15:46:02 GMT -5
 
“DAMAGED, I thought I should let you know…that my heart is damaged, so damaged…” A voice crooned along with the tune flowing in from twin ear buds stuck into diamond studded ears.
…Well, given those fish eyed stares she was getting from her fellow pedestrians, maybe ‘croon’ wasn’t exactly the right word to use.
Stopping at the corner of the street when the stoplight blinked an impromptu ‘don’t walk’, she couldn’t help but dance a little jig. Danity Kane wasn’t exactly her favorite band- most of their stuff was just too slow and/or too rap-ish for her taste- but dance music first thing in the morning? Definitely something to get her ready to face the day.
Checking to make sure that there weren’t any traffic cops who would mistake her for an early drinker, she held onto the lamp post and kicked one leg out, doing her own little ‘I’m a rock star’ impression. The iPod went over her head as she raised her arms, moving her hips in tune with the music, lips mouthing the words…
If only that creepy man across the street didn’t immediately latch those freaky eyes onto her face, or she would have actually enjoyed her little morning of freedom. Even at 7am, society just called for the calm and controlled. Ew, please say that the front of his pants were NOT tented…
Well, there went her happy Monday morning. For crying out loud!
With a martyred sigh, Sabrina let her head hang a bit as she rejoined the crowds of people hurrying off to work. The music in her ears seemed to tone itself down, as if mirroring her mood, Was it because she was getting closer to the Faraway City Hall? Or was it because she’d just been creeped out by the world’s skeeviest old man? Either way, she couldn’t help the little unhappy grumble that escaped her when a security guard made the mistake of giving her a chirpy hello.
As a defense attorney, she supposed it was a bit strange for her to be working in the Mayor’s office. But, given that she was the fresh meat and her boss had close ties with the Mayor himself- something about golfing averages; she’d stopped listening after ‘fifth tee’- she found herself being loaned out to whatever City Hall employee found themselves in a lawsuit.
It didn’t matter; she wouldn’t be working for them forever, she told herself. Sticking her ID card into the little slot in the elevator, she made her way up to her office. After getting in around 5am to finish up paperwork and get started on her little ‘presentation’ for the local animal activism group meeting later that night, she’d ran out to get something to fill her stomach. A bagel and some really bad coffee later, she was shouldering open her door and putting a stop to Josh Groban’s soothing croon. She’d kick off her shoes and do some online shopping before the morning’s meetings, she decided with a little nod.
…Then again, spending time with the blond beefcake currently making friendly with her swivel chair was definitely better than any shoe catalogue.
A grin immediately slid onto her face as she made a show of sauntering over. Using the armrest of her chair for support, she leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. ”Chad Princeton; isn’t this a surprise! Did you come here to cheer up my Monday morning?”
- tag : chad!
- notes : <3
- words : don’t mean a thing. as long as I have you.
- music : Kesha
- outfit : something snazzy, yet business-like
- credit : template brought to you by The_Actress. lyrics from icing by charity vance
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Post by Chad Princeton on Mar 6, 2011 20:38:27 GMT -5
He wasn't at all shocked once the lovely young lady stepped inside her office, after all, he had been expecting her. Chad also figured that Sabrina wouldn't take too long. The girl was a hardworking one, after all. Tilting backwards, he raised his eyebrows to greet the girl, watching as she slipped out of her shoes. He brought his hands down from his head and wrapped his hands around her tender waist. She in turn, gently pecked him on the cheek. He laughed heartily, before he grabbed the girl from her side and gently put her down on his lap. He let her rest, enjoying the rather comfortable and familiar position that the two were in.
Chad had, on countless occasions, been in this office, mostly for reasons other than official business. So he was very much familiar with the surroundings. He flashed her an unmistakable grin and returned the peck with another, placing it squarely on her lips. "Of course, I did! Why else would I be here?" he replied energetically.
Though earlier, he had practically been dead, dragging his feet along as he walked the corridors of the city hall offices, now, for some obvious reason, Chad was up and excited, flowing with energy. He looked over at her, combing his hands through her hair before he confessed to what he was actually doing there. "Dad wanted me to come in for a meeting or something. Not really looking forward to some old tycoons telling me how much I've grown and how much I'll be an asset to the city," Chad whined, a hint of irritation present in his eyes. It was true. The young man was sure that everything that people were saying to him was all a lie. Either to get good favor from the Mayor, or to get good favor from the possibly future Mayor. He was often honest about what he thought of people, so he couldn't figure out exactly why others had to just lie straight to his face. All that trouble just to get something that they want? Damn. It was no wonder Faraway is so screwed up. The higher ups running the place were experts at it.
He decided to change the topic, figuring that all the whining so early in the morning wasn't exaclty the best energy booster. Neither was it particularly attractive for a guy to be constantly whining all the time. Tracing his finger down to her collarbone, he broke the silence. "So, why are you here so early? You didn't stay in overnight again, did you?"
Truth was, Chad wouldn't have been surprised if she had said that she pulled an all-nighter. She was extremely passionate about what it was that she was doing. It was admirable, to say the least.
TAG. Sabrina!
WORDS. is all you have to do to make it real
OUTFIT. Basically, what my pic is up there.
MUSIC. Kiss-Prince
NOTES. XD *dances*
CREDITS. jurate @ CAUTION, please don't steal! |
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