Post by Bastille Amtrum on Jun 30, 2008 11:30:11 GMT -8
Bastille looked and rolled her eyes and scooted out of his way. However she soon ducked in behind him grabbing her duffle bag and shoving herself into the girls bathroom. She didn’t like changing into this outfit in front of others, she didn’t even like wearing it in front of others. However she worked a high class night club to pay the rent, and in working there no student from this school ever attended. However the down point was, that just because it was high class didn’t mean so where its waitress uniforms.
Locking herself in a staff she pulled up the tights and then pulled on the suit with difficultly. It was tight. She then pushed on her heals. She styled her hair in its spikes really quickly before grabbing the one smoke she had saved and lit it. She walked outside with it bunny ears at her side. Glaring all hell at unfettered she walked towards the parking lot.
“so much as even think of breathing a word of my night job attire to anyone and ill have you the next highest spot on the Russian assassin target list got that?!” she hissed and continued walking seemingly going moot to the point. She stayed silent as she continued to walk away.
this was not the time to be embaressed about her outfit. She had worn this infront of countless men, and she wasnt a prostitute or a whore just because she wore it. infact too be brutally honest she was a complete and utter virgin but no one could ever tell. Besides...she needed to pay the bills and this job payed high prices for its waistress' to walk around in this get-up all night.
Locking herself in a staff she pulled up the tights and then pulled on the suit with difficultly. It was tight. She then pushed on her heals. She styled her hair in its spikes really quickly before grabbing the one smoke she had saved and lit it. She walked outside with it bunny ears at her side. Glaring all hell at unfettered she walked towards the parking lot.
“so much as even think of breathing a word of my night job attire to anyone and ill have you the next highest spot on the Russian assassin target list got that?!” she hissed and continued walking seemingly going moot to the point. She stayed silent as she continued to walk away.
this was not the time to be embaressed about her outfit. She had worn this infront of countless men, and she wasnt a prostitute or a whore just because she wore it. infact too be brutally honest she was a complete and utter virgin but no one could ever tell. Besides...she needed to pay the bills and this job payed high prices for its waistress' to walk around in this get-up all night.
