sara hope lima
LOWER CLASS.
local, sales associate,
played by janet. [/font]
Posts: 40
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Post by sara hope lima on Sept 7, 2012 2:59:07 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #AC58FA; solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] dreaming dreams with happy endings Today, at work for her, wel it had been a decent day, but it had seemingly had drug on because the young woman was excited to go to lunch with her good friend Isaac. The one that recently mentioned that they could adopt a cat together. Was it bad she was completely for it, but at the same time she didn't want him to feel like she was using him! The nineteen year old, well she had to dress up today, because the store owner was making an inspection of them kind of looking up to par. It wasn't like she didn't already dress to impress because of the fact that the place was somewhat upper-scale. Today, was just extra special? Yeah, she'd define it as that. Thankfully though, the sandwich place was in walking distance because she didn't want to be on the bus alone at this hour. It was dinner time and it'd be packed. She was small, but she didn't like feeling like she was being suffocated.
Goodbye's to her co-workers and a small walk later and she was at this fast sandwich joint in down town Miami, well for the most part it was downtown. The girl hoped that Isaac's journey was nice and not ill-disturbed. She walked in hearing the classic bell and smiled as people looked up at her. Yes, she was over dressed for a fast food dinner, but she was craving a hot sandwich from this place and she had made plans! They were just clothes, really. They covered all of the most important area's so she didn't see what the issue was really. Quietly, she had taken a seat and she waited for her friend to get here. Her phone on the table and her glancing at it so she would see if it went off. You never knew there could be trouble! Or he could have had something come up. Sara, well she tended to think like that sometimes. She shut her eyes and took a deep breath.
Negativity wasn't something she prided herself in, but the young woman, well she couldn't help it sometimes. Honestly, she thought too much to not be a negative Nancy! She liked it though when she was positive. "Half full not empty.." she whispered to herself and opened her eyes to see some woman staring at her. She blushed and she got up and decided to wait outside. She didn't want to be stared at like a weirdo for talking to herself. Isaac would see her this way and maybe that lady would leave in the mean time, because she was really embarassed now. She pushed her hair back letting her fingers trace through her hair and glanced to the ground her arms lightly wrapping over her chest as she let herself get lost in thought again. She tried to make things more positive this go around like possibly getting a bike or the kitten. She had this thing about liking black cats with white paws and a white chest. Those were cute! The ones that were fluffy kind of like Isaac's hair. She giggled shaking her hair at herself. His hair was cute, but that was the comparison that came to mind. Could she really have a kitten? She wondered if it'd pay him good company or if it would cause him trouble. The last thing she wanted was to cause anyone trouble.
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Post by isaac finnegan edwards on Sept 7, 2012 13:56:51 GMT -5
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TO SPITE AS A REASON TO CLOTHES OUT OF SEASON TO THOSE STUCK IN
CASKETS AS NAILS HAMMER IN JUST KEEP SCREAMING OUT I'M STILL NOT
They were good friends; at least that’s what Isaac liked to make himself believe. That there actually was one person whom he could be a proper friend with, without having anyone disrupt it, and by anyone, he really meant Jacob and Kyle. He may have lived in Miami most of his life, but he still wasn’t new to the area and he still hadn’t made proper friends yet. Nanny always said it was because people were just jealous of him and that he should also put himself out there just to try and find a lost soul who might want to be friends with him. But Isaac didn’t want to look around for friends; he wanted them to just appear in front of him without having to do any sort of work because he was lazy like that. But he was also afraid. Afraid of them finding out how he was and then running away, while screaming. Those were the images that he had in his head. But somehow, he had found Sara and well…a new friendship was formed.
He really had no idea how the both of them became friends, it just happened, not quite fast but not that slowly either, Isaac felt as if this girl was definitely going to end up as one of his good friends and he actually liked the idea. He wouldn’t have asked her to be the other parent to a kitten that he was hoping to buy then, would he? He wasn’t even joking about the idea, he loved kittens and he wanted one for himself. Maybe a completely white furred beauty of even a dark one, he didn’t mind, he just wanted to go have a look around a pet store and have someone responsible helping him to look after the little beauty, and that’s where Sara came in! Sure he was using her in someway, but he knew that his friend wanted a kitten as much as he did and he was going to get one just for the sake of both their happiness! He hoped that he was seen as a good friend for doing this; after all, he did want everyone to just be pleased with him.
His stomach grumbled quietly as he walked towards the sandwich shop that the both of them had chosen for dinner that night. Even though it was quiet and the hustle and bustle of the Miami population probably covered the noise, it still didn’t stop the pale boy from blushing and looking down in embarrassment. He had restocked nearly the entire supermarket that day, going up and down, side to side, dragging things this way and that way; it actually was hard work even if it didn’t seem like it. Running a hand through his hair, he looked sideways before crossing the road, looking up to see that Sara was actually waiting outside the shop instead of inside. Once reaching towards her side, he tapped her on the wrist twice before smiling wide. “Hey there, read to go eat? I’m starving!” He smiled again, moving forwards to open the door for her and to let her in. His alters may not even know what manners were, but that didn’t mean Isaac himself didn’t.
tagged - sara/janet! word count - 541! thoughts - bloop, this is horrible, sorry!
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sara hope lima
LOWER CLASS.
local, sales associate,
played by janet. [/font]
Posts: 40
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Post by sara hope lima on Sept 8, 2012 1:28:45 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #AC58FA; solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;]dreaming dreams with happy endings Sara, well she didn't let an overwhelming amount of people in because she was rather timid, and she had been the same way with even her closest friends here in Miami. To start with she was really rather sucked into her cousin! It was all about staying close to the family. She was known as that shy girl that often times if she wasn't with Adrian, well she could be found inside curled up in a book. Though, she got use to the area and the people and somewhat sort of coming out and making friends. She needed them but it was always at her own pace and she didn't really have too much of a problem with who she was. She got used to kind of being on the shyer side and being known for that. Sometimes, though the young woman wasn't exactly such. Sara had far more personality than a stranger could take note on. Isaac, well he had been more than sweet and she found herself really feeling comfortable around him. He was one of those peopke that got to see her goofy side and the better side of her. Sara found he was easy to trust and she could just feel at ease around him in her own skin. It was appreciated beyond what the boy would ever know.
The nineteen year old, well she felt that the two of them would continue to grow and raising a kitten together would be fun! It would be like a kid, but without all those strings that made her incredibly nervous. Yeah, guys beyond friends made her heart race and flip on her insides and her outs, but she really did try, because relations weren't bad and one day she wanted all that, but right now friends was amazing and she was estatic that she had met a friend like Isaac! The kitten was strong on her mind, but so was this reconnection. When he appeared a smile couldn't help but spread across her face. She didn't think anything poorly of it, but when he tapped her wrist she took her friends hand. They were friends was there a rule against holding hands. "Thanks." she said when he opened the door still holding onto his hand as she stepped inside. It made her feel comfy and cozy with that woman still in there. She hoped he didn't mind.
"Hey, oh my goodness yes, I've been literally imagining the sandwich all day like a complete goofball." she said and giggled moving forward once they were both inside and went over to the counter looking up at the menu that was there. It was fast food in the sense you ordered it and they'd bring it to your table rather quickly. "What looks good to you?" she asked wondering what her friend was about to munch down on! She was going to get a grilled, chicken, and cheese melt with shredded lettuce. She knew the cheese was like probably going to be too much, but at the same time she wanted it badly and could work it off later. "Oh how rude of me, how was your work day?" she asked him in curiousity as she waited for him to decide. She was going to make dinner her treat, but she had no intention of telling him that yet. He was giving her head over paw hopes! It was the least she could do.
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Post by isaac finnegan edwards on Sept 8, 2012 8:57:28 GMT -5
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TO SPITE AS A REASON TO CLOTHES OUT OF SEASON TO THOSE STUCK IN
CASKETS AS NAILS HAMMER IN JUST KEEP SCREAMING OUT I'M STILL NOT
It was really bizarre as to how easily Isaac had made friends with Sara. One minute he didn’t even know the girl that was beside him and the next they were good friends. He didn’t even know how it happened but it just did and Isaac was glad that they didn’t have many awkward moments in their relationship because then it would have been uncomfortable and those weird awkward moments in friendships were what sometimes ruined it all and he didn’t want that to happen between himself and her. She may have seemed like the shy, quiet and timid type before, when he had no clue as to whom she was, but she had definitely opened up to him and he liked that about her. Once you got to know the brunette, she was a fun character to be friends with, even though sometimes it was difficult for Isaac to run along with her thought processes. She did seem like the type to run away on ideas and it was cute, but it was difficult at times for Isaac to just understand what she really wanted, not that he minded because they were good friends and friends went with the flow when they were in one another’s’ presence. Isaac had never really know what the word ‘friend’ meant until he met those few people who had actually stuck by him and he was glad that he had some people to be there with him, it wasn’t that easy being the way he was without any support.
Isaac wasn’t sure what type of a friend he was. Was he someone fun? Sweet? Just plain old boring but somehow people liked him? He didn’t know and he had no intention of asking anyone…ever. Because then it would just probably be upsetting for him if people said something that he didn’t want to here. It may not have seemed like it, but Isaac was definitely a sensitive soul, someone who would be hurt by the simplest things, at times, but he was strong too and it would work out…hopefully. He smiled as she took his hand in her own and instead of removing his slightly large hands, he just squeezed her fingers as lightly as he could without hurting her, sticking close to her as she dragged him into the shop after her. Some people, especially some lady, met him with strange looks but he didn’t look their way, just following Sara since she probably knew this store better than he did.
“Hah, I can imagine you, just working when the idea of a sandwich would come into your mind and then you’d start drooling!” With his free hand, he patted the hand that was still holding onto his lightly, a warm, teasing smile on his face. He looked up at the boards, and made a face, to him a normal sandwich was just something with ham in it or a tuna sandwich, but here they did different things and well…Isaac really needed to try something new for once. “I have no idea, what are you getting? We’ll get the same thing?” Tilting his head towards her, he moved to the side allowing other customers who already knew their order to have their sandwiches ready. “It was alright, tiring and some customers were rude as always, but alright. How was yours? Anything interesting happen?”
tagged - sara/janet! word count - 561! thoughts - is it weird that i fall in love with characters so easily? :\
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sara hope lima
LOWER CLASS.
local, sales associate,
played by janet. [/font]
Posts: 40
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Post by sara hope lima on Sept 9, 2012 16:49:11 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #AC58FA; solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;]dreaming dreams with happy endings In the future, a tale of a cute friendship title could more or less be theirs! The nineteen year old, well she felt that way anyways. The reason she gravitated so easily was probably because the young man was really rather sweet. It wasn't every day someone else offerred to take care of a cat more or less full time rather than you. It was like joint custody! Though, she'd find it to be rather fun...kind of like friends with kids, that movie, but she wasn't going to be having Isaac's baby. That was kind of a weird comparrison she made in her head and the young woman, well she couldn't help but flush. That was so silly, yet so truthful! She covered her mouth and giggled silently, at the little silly mind mishap. She glanced around to make sure there was no one outisde staring at her now. A sigh of relief escaped her as she saw not a person in sight. It wasn't like she could hide all the time, but she wanted to sometimes with people's diapproving glances her way. Worry wart! That was what she was. Her nose wrinkled at the unsatisfying nickname that came up to play. Who'd ever want to be referred to as wart? She was sure, no one! Her friends thankfully, didn't call her on it and if they did it was rare. She just did it more than most people or so she thought. Everyone, had worries, but hers were slightly over-baring...sometimes. She nodded to herself and blushed again. Was she really thinking about the fact that she thought so much?
It wasn't every day a guy played upon manners and opened the door for her. His hand was bigger than hers, but at the same time she felt at ease with it in hers. He was smiling, and giving her nothing to worry about. She felt centered with friends like Isaac. She could be happy and have fun, because he was really rather fun. She met his light squeeze and then her eyes met the woman who had been looking at her earlier. She decided to try and ignore it. "I'm not hurting you am I?" she asked seeing as she figured she didn't want to rip his arm off entering the place. The two of them were both starving, but not enough to break one of his arms or sockets..."Have you been here before?" she asked wanting to like triple check that he was okay with the place. It was typical Sara material being thrown his direction. "It was like in the cartoon when you know, I was working and a little white bubble cloud appeared and a sandwich was in it...so taunting!" she said with a giggle. "I try not to drool..they're uptight there..but almost my mouth was watering though, yes." she said and smiled shaking her head lightly at herself.
"I'm getting..a chicken melt with swiss cheese..shredded lettuce with ranch dressing to kind of make it more moist and tasty..sandwich." she said blushing seeing as she already knew in exact detail what she wanted. "If you want yeah we can get the same thing it really is just up to those taste buds of yours." she knew not everyone liked the same thing and she wouldn't try and push her tastes on his, but it sounded yummy and she heard her tummy lightly grumble. She hoped no one heard though, and tried to act as natural as she could. "Today, was kind of easy, but at the same time it drug out..with school back in session..depending on the time I don't really have much trouble. The other day this girl did come in though and she seemed to be kind of having an off day, because she wasn't the nicest, but it happens often in Aeropostale." she said with a shrug. "I have to be use to it by now..but thankfully today well the thought of you and food got me through the long day.." she giggled. Oh that sounded so goofy. They made it to the counter and she glanced at him. "The same for sure?" she asked to be sure.
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Post by isaac finnegan edwards on Sept 10, 2012 10:19:57 GMT -5
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TO SPITE AS A REASON TO CLOTHES OUT OF SEASON TO THOSE STUCK IN
CASKETS AS NAILS HAMMER IN JUST KEEP SCREAMING OUT I'M STILL NOT
Isaac was always raised on good manners, even if his parents weren’t really a great big part of his now life, he still was a good person in reality. He tried hard to be nice to people, even others who didn’t seem to want to speak to him or gave him dirty looks, at the end of the day, he would have nothing to feel bad abut because he was the kind one, he was the one who would get far in life without becoming bitter. Mannerisms were something that he learnt from his parents, and from sitcoms on television. Even if he had multiple personality disorder, the boy knew the difference between right and wrong without any interruptions from his so called alters. This was why he was always nice to people, and even more so kind to the people that were close to him; such as Sara.
He shook his head at her when she asked if she was hurting him. That sounded pretty funny to him, because even if he did have a six year old and fourteen year old inside of his mind, his body still had the strength of a nineteen year old which meant that Sara couldn’t hurt him, even if she did try, he doubted that she could because he could imagine her just erupting into giggles or backing out at the last minute. “Nope, not hurting me at all.” He assured her once just in case. “Never been here before either, but I’m fine with it.” Smiling at her, he chuckled at the image Sara was pushing into his head, he didn’t doubt anything from his bubbly little friend because she was like that and she was amazing like that. “That sounds funny, I would have liked to be there. Probably would have embarrassed you and what not by bringing a bucket for your drool!”
He laughed at the detail of her sandwich, to be honest it did sound like a delicious sandwich and he wasn’t laughing at her, just with her. “I’ll probably get the same thing, just without the dressing, I’ve never been good with ranch.” He made a face and just shrugged, his taste buds were always different, one alter liked something but the other didn’t, it was difficult to always find something that all three of them could agree on. “Awww, yes it’s getting difficult to handle younger teenagers and what not in the stores too. Well…we can’t do anything about the people having bad days can we? At least the thought of sandwiches and me got you through the day! I feel pretty proud of myself!” He smiled, nodding his head at her next question before bumping her with his hips. “You go find us a table, I’ll get the food.” Before she could protest or say anything, he ordered both sandwiches and passed a few notes to the cashier. It all happened in under a few seconds and he was pretty proud of himself. No, this wasn’t a date, but he was still a guy, and he liked to act charming and be a good host slash friend to whomever he was hanging out with.
tagged - sara/janet! word count - 529! thoughts - yay! sorry this was a bit short -_-
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sara hope lima
LOWER CLASS.
local, sales associate,
played by janet. [/font]
Posts: 40
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Post by sara hope lima on Sept 11, 2012 18:38:47 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #AC58FA; solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;]dreaming dreams with happy endings Sara, well she really was raised by three different people if you really looked at it, but she had always been that of the humble source and learned her manners early on. The nineteen year old brunette, well she was proud and respectful in all aspects of life unless someone really got her upset, but no one really had seen the wrath of that in such a really negative manner. It was probably near to impossible to make her snap in mad way, but if you wanted to make her sad well in all honesty that wasn't all that hard to make her snap. Though, today was a happy and glorious day really. She loved spending time with one of her friends, because they were all really nice, but Isaac, well he was a gentleman and really fun to be around. She just felt warm and fuzzy in side when he was around. She felt like herself..that was very valuable to her. Not like she was anyone else ever.
"Okay good." she said happy that she wasn't hurting him at all. Holding hands probably never hurt anyone, but if you yanked on them too hard well that could hurt and probably rip their arm out of their socket. She probably needed to calm down..it wasn't like she was dying of hunger and he needed his arm in his socket. It wasn't like he'd tell her if she hurt him though, because that would probably cause Sara's mind to stir more then it already had been in current time and he was probably well aware of that! "Never...well okay as long as you're fine with it." she said happy that everything was just a-okay. "I think I would be fired if I was drooling.." she said just being honest. "They're really uptight there, but that would be kind of funny I suppose...a bucket of drool oh so classy." she said and shook her head at herself. "I tried popping the cloud several times and I think my boss thought I was trying to disco.." she joked and kind of giggled a little. That would be weird, but funny. It wouldn't be the first time someone danced in the store.
"Okay everything but the dressing..I don't know why it just adds some flavor to my lettuce I guess..so technically it'd be like a salad on my chicken sammich and make me feel good about my meal." she said and smirked slightly as if this was bad. It wasn't like her perception of bad things was off, but silly things like this for a nineteen year old wasn't all that bad! Sara nodded and shrugged. "I mean I'm use to it, but it kind of is like a slap in the face each time as well." she said just throwing that out there. She felt like she was trapped when it happened and it was always her fault because the customer was right one hundred percent of the time unless...they were wrong but she needed a manager for thos situations. "Isaac!" she protested and pouted out her lower lip as the guy took the cash. "I was buying dinner.." she said and sighed. Now she felt really bad she wasn't quick enough she had brought up the whole idea! "You're a butt." she said playfully. That was the meanest thing she could possibly think of. Being that she was Sara though and he was a good friend she moved her lips to his cheek pecking it. "Thank you." she said and then she went to go find a table.
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