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Post by London on Jul 9, 2011 14:46:31 GMT
London stepped out of the stuffy meeting hall and into the cool breezy, pigeon-infested streets of her city. She'd just finished another tiresome Olympic meeting and was looking forward to a nice quiet cup of tea at home, perhaps while watching reruns of Doctor Who (she had the entire series on DVD boxset, a present from one of her many cousins).
The meeting has been a disaster. Nothing has been agreed on, least of all the increasing problem of small businesses around the stadiums being forced to move or close down. On top of that, Essex kept texting her about the new outfit she'd bought that morning, forcing London to eventually turn her phone off after the fifth time her phone rang during the meeting (gaining her a rather strange glare from her boss).
Fate, however had other plans as she soon became painfully aware of a familiar smell that lingered in the air around her. Chanel perfume? Freshly baked baguettes? She frowned. It could be only one person, there to spoil her day.
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Post by Paris on Jul 9, 2011 14:56:32 GMT
Paris sneakily side-stepped into the filthy street from the alley-way she'd been previously hiding in so she could surprise Londres. After a quick glance to see if London could see her, she attempted to subtly creep behind her. Only a few wary passers by gave her any attention, but soon hurried by to continue with their busy day.
As she got closer to London (after a close encounter with an umbrella nearly hitting her on the head), she noticed the tall blonde stop and... sniff the air? Confused, she decided it was the appropriate time to grace the English girl with her presence.
Casually placing a well-manicured hand on London's shoulder, she winked.
"Do I smell that nice, Lizzie?"
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Post by London on Jul 9, 2011 15:05:40 GMT
Shaking the hand off her shoulder, London spun round and glared in annoyance.
"I wouldn't really call your... particular aroma 'nice'," she snorted, rolling her eyes. "If it means you're in the room then your scent would be more of an annoyance then anything."
Not content with the fact that Paris' smug grin seemed to only widen at her words, she elaborated, "That's a bad thing, Paris."
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Post by Paris on Jul 9, 2011 15:13:29 GMT
"... I knew that!" Paris laughed, the smile never leaving her face as she proceeded to put her arm around London's skinny shoulders, not even reacting when London continued to move away from her.
Paris continued to follow her down the street, dodging angry Londoners who looked down on the slightly crazy French girl whose only form of an apology was a quick, flirtatious smile.
"So, Londres, have any plans for the rest of the day?"
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Post by London on Jul 9, 2011 18:47:58 GMT
London frowned as Paris persistently kept her arm wrapped tightly round her shoulders, but soon gave up trying to free herself, accepting her friend's odd need to be physically touching.
"As a matter of fact, yes, I do have plans for this afternoon. I plan on relaxing on the sofa with a cup of tea and a DVD box-set," London replied bluntly, getting the feeling she was about to be dragged away from her quiet little break.
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Post by Paris on Jul 9, 2011 20:37:04 GMT
"Ah, but Lizzie that is so... boring! Let's go somewhere fun, oui?" And with that being said, Paris began to drag London in the opposite direction towards the nearest tube station. Fiddling with the buttons on her designer coat, she looked up towards the greying English sky and started to feel around in her pockets.
Biting her lip, she started to turn towards London, who had already taken out an umbrella out of her bag. It was brightly coloured and had an elaborate illustration of a Yorkshire terrior. How did she always seem to know when it was going to rain? As she was about to ask, another problem grabbed her attention....
Her hair was going to get wet. Her carefully arranged hair was going to get rained on. Merde.
"... Lizzie, ma chéri, you wouldn't happen to have a spare...?" Gazing at London pleadingly, she decided to take the matter into her own hands and grabbed the umbrella out of London's hand.
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Post by London on Jul 9, 2011 21:03:38 GMT
London didn't complain as Paris dragged her towards the tube station - she had long given up trying to resist Paris' spontaneous ideas. Sighing, she pulled out her umbrella out of her bag, noticing it was about to rain. Before she could put it up and protect herself, she felt it being torn from her hand.
"Oi, Paris! That's mine -" she yelled, prising Paris' fingers off the stolen umbrella.
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Post by glasgow on Jul 10, 2011 11:17:51 GMT
Sigh she kept on walking to atleast find her cousin or Uncle Artie to ask if One of them had seen Dundee because he hadnt been home for the last few days .
She saw two Blonde fighting over an Ubrella "Ah?" she thought seeing the design and knowing it to be London's .
" OI wee Mates . London , Paris Over here!" She said slipping her black Adias Hoddie down and walking over.
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Post by London on Jul 10, 2011 11:48:18 GMT
London paused as she heard a very farmiliar voice calling her name. With one final tug, she yanked the umbrella from Paris' hands and turned to wave at her cousin.
"Hey Glasgow!" she said, glad for the slighly saner company. Flicking back her blonde fringe that had fallen across her eyes during the mini-scuffle with Paris, she greeted Bonny with a warm smile. "What're you doing down in England?"
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Post by glasgow on Jul 10, 2011 11:54:40 GMT
"I was looking for you or your dad . You See Dundee went to Tee in the park and was supposed tae be back yesterday you have you seen Him , you know about this high" she put her hand about the same level as her eyes " Spiky Red hair a tad bit lighter than mine , greenish blue eyes and an Annoying accent"
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Post by Paris on Jul 10, 2011 12:09:32 GMT
Paris pouted as London managed to grab the umbrella back. She hoped her hair wouldn't get too soaked, because then she would have to spend another hour styling it again - and she simply didn't have time when there was trouble to be caused shopping to be done!
She glanced over and saw a figure in the distance. London seemed to be familiar with the girl, but it took a few seconds for Paris to figure it out. Red hair, Scottish accent? Ah, Glasgow!
"Bonjour Glasgow!" She said happily, and was about to greet her with a hug before London glared at her.
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Post by glasgow on Jul 10, 2011 12:14:46 GMT
"Oh hello Paris I hope I didnt Interreup anything?" She said and finally noticing the rain she put her Hood back up careful not to crush the dandelion behind her ear .
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Post by Paris on Jul 10, 2011 12:27:25 GMT
"Non, petite Glasgow, Londres and I were just about to take a little trip~" Paris winked, flicking her short curly hair behind her shoulder. Shuffling to the side so she could share London's umbrella, she again turned to Glasgow.
"I 'ave not seen Dundee anywhere... would you care to join us, and we might see 'im on the way?"
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Post by glasgow on Jul 10, 2011 12:38:38 GMT
"Sure seems like fun " she was too busy that she didnt notice 3 rats climb on to her shoulder .
"Oh wait a sec Hun , Tim , Jaggy what did I tell you bout following me out of the house huh ?" She said shooing the rats away from her shoulder.
"Sorry Bout that The buggers keep on following me aboot"
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Post by London on Jul 10, 2011 12:45:08 GMT
London frowned in confusion at the sight of the rats.
"And why exactly are there rats following you about? They're yours, right? Cause if not I wouldn't go anywere near any rats from here..." Suddenly remembering something, she turned to Paris.
"By the way, where exactly are we going anyway?"
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