The Darien Experience (apartment RP)

[Fujiwara Kazunari]

Jack shook his head. "Nah, it's fine thanks..." He stood up with a smile and walked towards the door. "Oh, if you ever want me to do a picture for ya just ask. I can also drop you off anywhere you want." He grinned. "Too much free time, Uni doesn't' start for a few weeks yet. Thanks for the tart by the way!"  

[Fai_Fluorite]

Stretching after his strenuous work of directing movers here and there, telling them were boxes and what-not went - even getting them to help him unpack his kitchen ware - Yuui took a deep breath and fell back into his seat, his hands framing his face as he leaned over.

He surmised that the apartment looked okay for the moment, and he should really check on his little workers. See how they are doing without him to fix all their mistakes.

He got off the chair and grabbed a coat off the newly assembled hooks (ala movers) and opened the door, pulling it with him as he left the building and walked towards his place of work with a little smile.

He reached his coffee shop with little bother, the sign more noticeable than the store front. Designed by himself it really as the extent of his artistic talents concerning a brush.

The door chimed as it opened and he was greeted with the scent of freshly baked pastries and ground coffee beans. The scent was exquisite.

Regulars turned and then smiled, greetings pouring from their mouths and Yuui smiled widely back, waving at each and everyone as he passed them on his way to counter.

Slipping in behing the counter everything seemed in order and one of his waitresses even chastised him for taking time out of his moving day to check on the place, insisting that the little corner shop would survive for a day in his absence. Either way he bustled around and prepared some coffee to go for himself and a few orders during her rant. When she was finished and her face flushed with exertion, he excused himself with the tilt of a coffee , as if he were tilting a hat, and the reasoning of needing to finish and only wanting a mere pick me up.

The way back was quiet and it was already turning dark. When he got back the activity from next door seemed to have ceased and he sighed in slight relief before entering his apartment and organising his wardrobe, therefore clearing his bed and throwing his own bed sheets on. He changed into an oversized t-shirt before slipping in between the covers with a slight frown, an unnoticeable downturning of his lips. He slept on his front, his face buried in the pillow.

His final thoughts were, "Tomorrow was another day to live and let be."

((OOC: Way too long DD smile )  

[evilncute]

Exhausted, Mimmy stretched and threw herself at her pillow. It was refreshing to come home to her new apartment. The slight smell of paint still lingered in the air.
'Still need to get a job though...', she sighed. Mimmy felt useless, always leeching off her parents. It was time she had a steady income and became more independent! "Bwahaha...Me against the world!" Her words diffused through the empty spaces of her home. "Sure is quiet..." she whispered to herself. Trembling, Mimmy's instincts brought her to the kitchen for a chocolate ice cream.


Yum.  

[Fujiwara Kazunari]

Jack yawned, typing away on his keyboard when he heard the laughter.
"Walls are too damn thin here." He grumbled, finishing the e-mail to someone who had just commissioned a picture of a woman, leaning against a tree looking out over a field with a white rose in her hand.
He yawned, rubbing his eyes and flicking all his Instant messengers to 'Away', turning the monitor off, and moving to the bed.
He lay down, falling straight into the same dreamless void he was always in.  

[Stelle Cadenti]

Gwen threw the last empty box into her new, spacious closet. All of her stuff was finally unpacked, her paintings were hung on the walls, and her clock was telling her that it was way to late. She had work in the morning and needed to be calm and refreshed to deal with two school groups coming in. Gwen went into the kitchen and turned on her coffee maker, pouring in a package of decaf, it was part of her ritual, decaf at night, caffeinated in the morning, and whatever she felt like during the day. Gwen drank way, way too much coffee.

Finishing her drink, she put the mug into the sink for her to wash in the morning and went to her bedroom. She had bought new blankets for her bed before she moved and was glad to sink into a clean, fluffy comforter and fall asleep.  

[Fujiwara Kazunari]

Jack yawned, rolling over and falling out of the bed. "Ooooow... my nose can't take much more of this." He grunted, standing up and rubbing his eyes. He looked at his clock. "wow, never been up this early ever." He yawned again, walking towards the kitchen. He poured himself a bowl of cereal and sat down, putting the news on the TV.
After, he got changed quickly, pulling on a new set of almost identical clothes to yesterday. except the on the front of the shirt, it had a strange white symbol.
He grabbed his bag and helmet, opening his door and walking out.  

[Fai_Fluorite]

Rolling off of his stomach Fai groaned, rubbing his eyes to rid himself of sleep. He still had the day off to organise himself, aka shuffle the boxes about and drag out a few more kitchen appliances.

He stretched before hopping out of bed and walking, the shirt tails swishing, into the kitchen for his morning cup of tea. The tiles, he noted were rather cold against his feet as he walked across towards the kettle.

He took the time spent waiting for the water to boil observing the apartment in its early morning glory. The sun hit the carpet attractively but bar from that nothing was worth noting. It was another 'nice' apartment that was just that much closer to the shop than his old place.

When the kettle boiled and his tea was made he sat on a stool and watched out of the window, only slightly surprised to see the dark haired Jack exit the apartment next door.

It was going to be a long, tiresome day.  

[Stelle Cadenti]

Gwen woke up to a face full of bright sun. She quickly covered her eyes with her hands and tried to dive back down into the comforter. Right, no blinds yet. It was around 8 o'clock in the morning, usually quite late for Gwen, but today she had the day off from work for moving. Eventually, she was able to tug the blankets off of her and shuffle to the kitchen, intending to make herself a nice large cup of coffee. She had been pondering lately whether she actually does drink too much of the stuff. She had been having dreams about Botticelli and Da Vinci doing their paintings with coffee, all the while telling her about how to get the perfect sfumato effect with fine ground Columbian.

The aroma filled the kitchen and soon enough Gwen was sitting down to her regular morning coffee. She didn't really have any plans for the day, most of her things she had unpacked the night before. Maybe I can meet some more of my neighbours today, if they don't have work to do.  

[Stelle Cadenti]

Okay, here's the deal, this thread is oficially dead, and so, is now locked, soon to be sent to the archives.  

[Fujiwara Kazunari]

As requested, moved to Archives.