"Been doing it for years. " She was also short. Super short. She zipped up the bag,flung it over her shoulder,and popped a stick of gum in her mouth. She walked along,giving off a sort of spiky vibe. A very 'Leave me alone.' Sort of attitude to her.
Pierce put his hand back by his side, seeing that she didn't seem the type for hand shaking, "So what's your name?" He asked after hesitating for a quick second.
"Starla. Starla Fuck off of go away town." She said with an eye roll, turning down another alleyway and walking up the steps to a roof,where her home was. (Ya gotta really get to her.)
Pierce watched after her, a small frown on his face, "Damn…" he mumbled. "Nice name Starla, I hope to see you around somewhere." He said loud enough so she could hear him.
(Any pointers, lol?)
"I sure hope you don't." (Space is her weak point.) She sighed and climbed into a window like as if it was no big thing.
Pierce sighed to himself and shook his head, a smile back on his face, "She's great. I'll find a way to get to her…" He continued thinking as he walked away, heading to his apartment. After a few minutes his eyes widened, "Aha!" He murmured, "Her name is like the stars, I wonder if she likes space and astronomy. I'll plan right away."
She was in the abandoned apartment next to you, sighing as she stretched out and read a book of mythology. People thought it was haunted, really it was just her living the run away life,rent free. She even enjoyed disturbing the neighbors at times.
Pierce sat in his swivel chair that he had in his small apartment, spinning slowly and thinking of how to impress Starla.
Suddenly in the apartment next to him there was a loud bang. Starla had tripped and fallen over her own shoe laces while trying to get a soda out of the cooler she kept hidden in a closet. She sighed and got up, took off her shoes, and carefully tip toed over to the cooler,got her soda, opened it, and went back to her book.
Pierce looked to the wall in surprise at the noise. He had no idea someone lived in the apartment next to him, it was tiny and kinda run down. He sighed and continued thinking of how to impress Starla.
She slammed the book shut, and climbed out the window after packing away her stuff and hiding it all back in the floorboards, ceiling, and other little holes. She then sat in your window, in the open sill, and dug through her backpack. "Where is it…" She then pulls out a comic and nodded, looked at you, flipped you off, and jumped. She landed in a dumpster, and scrambled out, and got out, then walked off.
Pierce’s eyes widened as he watched Starla dog through her bag and then flip him off, “Shit.” He muttered, “Why is she living in that crummy apartment…?”
(Hey do you think Starla would like those little glowy star sticker things that you put on the wall or ceiling in a bedroom? Kinda classic but-)
(Bump?)
(I SWEAR IT DELETED MY RESPONSE! She would LOVE tacky glow in the dark stars)
(AWESOME! And don't worry it's all good!)
She headed off to the comic shop to go pet cats. She was friends with the owner and went there pretty often to chill.
Pierce finally figured out how to impress her, "Aha!" He cheered to himself, "Glow in the dark stars!" His apartment was near the store so he quickly ran to the store and easily found some of the stars. He went back to his apartment and stuck the glow stars somewhere she would find them in their packaging with a note,
Hey Starla, I got these for you. I hope you like them, you seem like someone who would love astrology stuff. If you want help putting them up later, you know where to find me. -Pierce
Starla came back, and saw the stars on the window sill. She took them off, and groaned as she stared up at the ceiling. It wasn't tall, she was just really short. She sighed, opened the door, and knocked on the apartment door next to her, glaring at the door as she did so.
Pierce answered the door and looked down cheerfully at the shorter girl, “Hey Starla! What’s up, I hope you liked my gift.” He said.
She rolled her eyes. "Yeah, thanks. Look. I'm kinda way to short to even bother getting close to the ceiling, could you not be a flirty dick and come help me?" She asked pointedly, obviously not happy with this.
Pierce awkwardly laughed back, “Um, yeah, sure! I’d be happy to help.” He responded, “I’m ready when you are.”
(Mind if we bump this back up? @EvTheBoredRPer )
(Sure yeah, sorry!)
(No, it's fine. I was inactive too so it's okay)
(I've gotta do some chores ill be back)
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