Davie, a handsome, young fox-mongoose mix with brown, spiky-fronted hair, sat on a small bench in front of some hot-selling stores, gazing idly at the many people who traveled in and out. He has this little "game" going to entertain himself, since, really, he had nothing better to do. He'd look at a person holding a bag, and depending by how they looked and what they were carrying, he'd decide their entire life story. Not the most fun, but is sure as hell beat walking around, window shopping when he had no money to spare.
A lean racoon girl with a purple and gray striped tube top and a short jean skirt walked out of an American Eagle, carrying three bags from that one store, only. Davie amusedly thought to himself how she had parents that could buy her anything. She was in her late teens, he thought, and liked to spend most of her times at the beach. She was spoiled, but had lots of friends. She didn't agree with the whole salad-to-be-skinny fiasco, and ate what she wanted, though she had a high matabolism to maintain a perfect skinny state...
He spaced from his own train of thoughts, realizing all of his ideas were pretty unoriginal. He sighed, giving up, and debated just falling asleep right there on the benches. Or maybe he could annoy the first people who would appear to look interesting...
Last Edit: Jun 19, 2008 14:50:02 GMT -5 by melanie
A teenage boy with black and red hair walked out of one of the shoe stores. He didn't have any bags with him, as he ended up being unable to buy anything. He was wearing a grey tank top with the words "Sorry, mind closed until further notice" on the front in black, bluejeans, and old sneakers that had seen better days. A black headband was in place in an attempt to keep his hair out of his face, but was only half successful. His gold-flecked green eyes looked at the other stores, trying to determine if he would have better chances at any of them. He let out a sigh, then slumped against the wall. Being a college student was rough durring the summer. The campus was closed until school started again, so he'd had to find an apartment to rent. Added into the fact that he didn't have a job and was living off money his parents sent him, he didn't have a lot to spend on extras like new shoes. [black]Just go look for a job already.[/black] Rune let out another sigh. All he needed at the moment was Hiruko making comments. It's not as easy as you think. He replied. It's been a few weeks since summer started. Most of the places aren't hiring anymore. [black]And who's fault is that for not going out sooner?[/black] "Just go back to sleep already!" Rune shouted before realizing that he'd yelled it out loud.
Davie looked up, his bright golden yellow eyes going wide in surprise. He noticed the teenage boy gave a highly-amused face, crossing his arms and thinking, Ahh. There's my entertainment for today. Not the nicest way to immediately think of a person, but he was really bored.
"Uh, excuse me," Davie shouted from the bench he was sitting at, as he leaned back in his seat, a stray hair falling over his hair, being the only peice of his front that wasn't gelled. "Don't mind me asking, please, but are you alright?" He looked the teenager up and down, trying what to think of him.
Rune turned and saw the mobian on the bench. His face flushed red in embaressment. [black]Good one. Just shout out to people that you've got a voice in your head.[/black] Just shut up already. "I'm fine." He replied. "Just, um..." He put his hand in his pocket, and found his cellphone. "Talking to my little bro. It's nighttim where he is, and he was getting grouchy." He held his cellphone up to make his point.