07-29-2018, 02:09 PM
STOCKING ANARCHY
✯ — if you don't fuck with us then motherfuck you
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stocking was far too excited to be here, and apparently getting worked up over things made her clumsy and forgetful. she halted as a voice called out to her, turning slightly to recognize the other as delilah.
oops. of course.
"thanks for letting me know, yo. i appreciate it," stocking called back, and began turning back the way she had came-- she had not started off towards the beach with a spring, but a skip. which was accurate consider her limping gate. skipping didn't bring too much weight down upon her injured leg, and she was still capable of moving her muscles in both of her limbs.
stocking had donned a white and blue striped bikini for the occasion.
trudging back to her car, stocking pulled the car open, reaching for the bag in her seat which contained all the necessary items for the beach. a wrapped taco... burger... far too much food than was appropriate, she quickly located the bottle and applied a generous amount of the sunscreen.
"so," the gal began as she turned back, dumping the container unceremoniously back onto the cushion. shut the door, locked it.
"what are the chances of a jellyfish coming to sting us all in the ass?"
jellyfish did not come to the shore by choice. that much she knew, but as cool as it sounded happening to another person, stocking would rather be safe.
oops. of course.
"thanks for letting me know, yo. i appreciate it," stocking called back, and began turning back the way she had came-- she had not started off towards the beach with a spring, but a skip. which was accurate consider her limping gate. skipping didn't bring too much weight down upon her injured leg, and she was still capable of moving her muscles in both of her limbs.
stocking had donned a white and blue striped bikini for the occasion.
trudging back to her car, stocking pulled the car open, reaching for the bag in her seat which contained all the necessary items for the beach. a wrapped taco... burger... far too much food than was appropriate, she quickly located the bottle and applied a generous amount of the sunscreen.
"so," the gal began as she turned back, dumping the container unceremoniously back onto the cushion. shut the door, locked it.
"what are the chances of a jellyfish coming to sting us all in the ass?"
jellyfish did not come to the shore by choice. that much she knew, but as cool as it sounded happening to another person, stocking would rather be safe.
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