Post by Zee Ariel Paine on Jun 7, 2009 8:34:27 GMT -6
Sorry Mom But I Don't Miss You
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The floor boards creaked in that manner where you really wish to just rip them out and replace them with a flooring that made you silent as death. After just two weeks of crashing at The Leaky Cauldron with her sister, it had become just a bit too obnoxious for her taste. Sure one could debate that it was just something you would have to get use to, but Zee was the exception, she was the least adaptable person out there. She was like a cat in that way, unadaptable, sour about having to adapt, even more sarcastic because of adapting. The whole moving around never settled with Zee, from California to England to California again, now she seemed to permenantly be in England. Which was fine with her, she had no reason to bo back to The States. Her family, well her sister, was in England. All that was in America for her was a munch of bad memories, and some people she would rather not think about.
She trudged down that stairs groggily, like someone had shoved her out of bed and then poored four gallons of cold water on her. It was how she always woke up, in a very "I don't care" attidute and her "fuck my life" part of her personality seemd to have been enhanced. The skull on her pajama shirt seemed happier then she did when it came to waking up. She took a seat at a small table in the back of the small pub and as if on a que, Tom came over and placed a small cup of hot tea on her table.
"Thanks Tom." She muttered, with hands covering her face.
Zee and mornings never went hand in hand, that was surely obvious, but that apparently did not stop someone from tapping her shoulder. "Who is it and what?" she groaned/
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