Stay Gold. {Teen Rebel RP} {Semi-Lit} {OPEN!}

[closet-maverick]

Colin snuck into his house, trying to sneak past his mom who was a clean-freak and would probably die if she saw her son drenched in rain.

Good thing he tripped over as soon as he stepped into the hallway.

"I hate everything!" he shouted, then slapped his hand over his mouth as he heard the worried voice and the footsteps of his mom nearing.
Quickly, he darted back out of the door climbed up to his bedroom window on a tree.

[ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ɢʀᴀᴠɪᴛʏ]

{{ New person, accepted. c: }}

Ellera rolled her eyes and walked into the elevator, just making it past it's automatic doors. "Which...probably has something to do with... stealing, right?" She asked, hearing the crappy elevator music in the background. It sounded like 'Don't Stop Believing' by Journey. Which sucked. Because she hated Journey.

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Skye Moon Warchire
"No." Skye said back in a stronger tone. "I get paid to do graffiti. Well. I did back in Montana. I made enough to actually be retired by now." She said more. Once the doors closed, the Elevator started to move. Skye never liked elevators. For the feel of them going to fall on her was consonantly in her mind.

[closet-maverick]

vell actually... but thanks anyway i guess o3o }

Jason
Jason lounged around in his store, sitting on a random sofa for sale. It was really comfortable, and he wondered if anyone would be interested in purchasing anything from the store before he fell asleep on it. Luckily, his cousin helped him in the store anyway, so he didn't have to worry too much.

Elizabeth
Beth stood on a stool, arranging a couple of old books on the bookshelf. She quickly finished and hopped off the stool before walking to Jason and poking his face until he woke up.
She glared at him a little and headed to the counter, leaning on it and flipping through a magazine while she waited for a customer to come.

[ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ɢʀᴀᴠɪᴛʏ]

Ellera's eyebrows shot up. "Wait, you mean... you had like... a job?"
This genuinely shocked her.
"...You, like, had a legit job. That you got paid for. On a regular basis."
The thought of Skye ever doing something other than vandalizing, smoking, and drawing seemed very far-fetched.

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Skye Moon Warchire
"No once again." She shurgged some as she said it. "I got paid...Lots. Every time I did have a job. Actually. Im only living in a crap place like this, Due to me messing up." Skye muttered quietly as the elevator now came to a stop. Once the brakes were hit and the door opened, she walked down the fourth floor. Looking for room 239.

[chocolate orchids ~]

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Ellera didn't really know what Skye meant, but she left the conversation at that. "...What do you mean crappy?" Ellera asked. "This is better than anything I could afford."

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Skye Moon Warchire
Skye just chuckled some as she sat on her couch. "I mean. The place I had before. Costed me about 10,000 a month. And I burnt that place down. By accidentally throwing a rock out my window. And something like...Just happned. I dont knw. but it did." She said as she turned her tv on.

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Ellera didn't even know how to respond to that. "Uhm.. Well. That's strange." She giggled a bit, and then took a good look at Skye's apartment. She wondered where her cousin kept her legendary art work, and where she kept her, so called, 'tools'.