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[drops off a puppy calendar]

     “This is kind of cute.       I can hang it on my wall at least.”

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≛ hi i'm trash and i'm here to take out the james

≛ - wrapped up like a present 

     “Happy late Birthday! It was your birthday not long ago, right? If not then..      I’m going to need to charge you around, 100$ or so.      Maybe even more for seeing me life this... how shameful!”

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Give my muse a gift anonymously or otherwise! It can be useful, silly or just plain.... odd.

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☠

☠ - with something to confess to your character

     “You kind of remind me of my elder sister ...”

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☂

☂ - with a large, bleeding wound

     “Now... this is awkward. I hope you don’t mind me asking for help!      Just don’t ask any questions about this ... and keep this to yourself.”

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☾

☾ - with a cunning plan

      “Soooo, just saying, we should totally set up a rave at the school gym.       Do it when all the teachers have gone home after all.       Hook it up with some cool ass bands and all that jazz.”

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     Perhaps she is wrong.

     No biggie, After all, who cares about someone she might have met once or twice. It could just be a look alike that she had come across. People these days, so many looked alike. Kind of scary how that happens when you think about it. All those genes and not even being related yet people could have the same appearance as another.

      Then again there is always twins or siblings that were separated at birth. Maybe this girl is one of them? ... Nah. Now she’s thinking about it too much. Junko gave a small wave with her hand.

      “Awh, you’re making me blush!        If you don’t remember me then I must be mistaken.”

   Alice, whom had been on the way to the store for milk, turned to face the stranger with brow raised. The stranger was blonde with ribbons adorning her busty chest and ridiculously huge hairstyle. After looking closer, she could see that the other girl’s make-up was exceptionally gaudy for her age.

   Alice figured that she was a model or something like it. Why else would she dress so ridiculously? (If Alice had been any older, she would’ve guessed a hooker at least. Fortunately this was not the case.) 

  “Ya think so?” She said, putting a hand on her hip. 

       “I think I would’ve remembered meeting someone like you.”

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     “.. That is true. Good looking!       Can we shoot it t anyone though?”

άνθηση

“If it’s outside then nature can clean it up, no mess left over.”

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Send me symbol and my muse will show up at your character's front door at 4am...

♣ - drunk and unable to talk without slurring

♚ - aggressive and ready for a fight

✯ - emotional and in tears

≛ - wrapped up like a present

☠ - with something to confess to your character

☂ - with a large, bleeding wound

☾ - with a cunning plan

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     “Are you going to clean that mess up though?       It’s going to be so gross and sticky..”

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“I wonder how people will react if I put some mentos in the soda, would that make the party even more fun?”

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     “Maaaaan, I don’t know.       Compared to me, you’ve gotta be plain if I’m okay.”

     She took a big offence to that, Green and it looks like Junko won’t be letting it go any time soon.

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     Really?

     Honestly?

     All Junko could do is stare at him blankly. A bit puzzled by what he had been attempting to do and then thinking he would be smart and sober enough to do it. It is a plus that he isn’t some underage kid trying to think he is all cool although when Junko tried to think of why he would be doing this now, she just had to take away the underage party.

     Hands on her hips and leaning forward, the model just shook her head. What an idiot and to think that such a wonderful drink would be wasted on someone like him. Now what to do to punish him, or have him make up for it. Both sounded good, she just needed to come up with it.

   “Are you going to pay for more alcohol?     Annnd clean up the mess you made?     I ain’t letting you leave until you do.”

He was near the alcohol when he heard a complaint. A beer bottle in one hand, three empty bottles next to him, and from what he’s learned countless times at other parties he’s gone to, punishment was severe when only a single person gulped down the alcohol and didn’t share. Luffy would share, if people came sooner and temptation wasn’t so sweet. 

Quickly grabbing the bottles before the woman noticed him and dished out a good beating, he threw them to the other side of the room, inevitably crashing and making noise in the direction he was attempting to sneak off to. And in that moment of his arms up in a position to quietly tip toe away, she turned around.

Caught red-handed. Not suspicious at all, Luffy’s mouth shut tight in order not to mention that he was the one who did it. Not suspicious at all.

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     Gosh, what a baby Junko shook her head and waved a hand around. Are some kids really like this? It felt so odd how he is acting, to, like he’s scared or something. Pushing her brows together, Junko tapped her foot on the ground. Part of her wonders what brought this on and now she wanted to get down to the bottom of this.

     “Hm... no.       You should stay.”

     Well of course he was trying to hide it, it was EMBARRASSING. That was why her rather sauntered strut forward to him would be met with him trying to walk backwards a little bit, gulping in both fear and worry in case she might try to blackmail him. Something that he really didn’t need right now. 

“ Nnnnnnnnnothing’s wrong! Cause there isn’t anything wrong aha.. I-I should go.. “ 

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heeeya! if you currently have a thread with me yet want to interact with junko in the party, please go ahead! i will be working on normal replies, but will respond to party replies first.

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      Party time! And to think that time flew and it’s already here. By the looks of it, a lot of people are enjoying themselves. Standing by a table, she counted some of the bottles of alcohol. It can’t be called a party without it after all, or at least to her. Who cares if kids are around because she didn’t.

      It’s a shame when she was checking one of the bottles, she saw it was already close to being empty. Junko had brought them only ten to fifteen minutes ago and only turned her back on them to talk to Ryuko for a little bit.

        “Who the hell is digging into the alcohol already?          Damn bastard couldn’t wait until it was later in the night.”

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     “... ‘Okay’ looking? Really? Pbft.       I could skip class.. but is it worth spending my precious time with, well,       Such a plain looking guy?”

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