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Post by Ashley Ian Days on Nov 15, 2012 16:46:28 GMT -6
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Ian was early for work, like usual. His name tag was pinned to his polo shirt beneath his hoodie as he wandered the aisles there in the Barnes and Noble. It was one of his favorite places to be. Books were just... amazing, in his opinion. You could easily find yourself lost in them. Ian's personal book collection was a bit too big for the apartment he had, but he made it work somehow. He could read a book a million times, and if it was good, he would never get tired of it. That day, he was actually going to work in the Starbucks cafe attached to the bookstore, but he never could resist going in early to check out the hundreds of books in the place. He could live in a library and be content. Of course, that was part of the reason that he was so pale. He rarely spent time outside. The other reason for his sickly pale skin was just that; he was sick. He guessed he was technically in remission or something, but he was never going to look fully healthy again. At least that was his understanding, and it was likely he would be dealing with his symptoms of his illness from time to time. At the moment, though, he was feeling really good. He needed something new to read, though. Something exciting. He wanted something that would keep him turning pages through the night (instead of doing homework like he should have been doing), something uplifting but would bring you to the edge of your seat with suspense. It was difficult to find the perfect book sometimes, but Ian was determined. If he did not find one before his shift started, he still had his break and after work to look. He only had a four hour shift that day, so he would only get a fifteen minute break. He did not mind, though. It was a paid break. That, and, it gave him a chance to look more, and he could get some coffee. A peppermint mocha drink sounded amazing, he decided. He loved the winter and fall seasonal drinks that Starbucks (and most coffee places) tended to do. He always got the pumpkin flavored pastries, no matter what time of year it was. They were the best, in his opinion, almost as good as the gummy worms he was eating from the bag in his hoodie pocket. They were the best kind, the see-through ones that had a different color on either end. They were his favorite. He was not fond of the sour ones with the sugar crystals on them. He would eat them, but they still were not his favorite. He would rather have the clear ones, or peanut M&Ms. Those were his favorite things ever. He constantly had a bowl full of them at his apartment, and a ziploc bag of them in his backpack to take to classes. He did not find a book he was interested in before his shift.
Once it was over, though, Ian was back out on the floor, searching for a book. He still had his Starbucks apron on, his hair was a bit of a mess, and his name tag was crooked. He had untucked his polo shirt and thrown his hoodie on over it all. It was cold in that place, at least he thought so. Ian was so busy pouring over the titles, grabbing a copy of JK Rowling's newest book, while continuing to search for more, that he accidentally ran into someone else that was browsing as well. "Cheese and fries," he mumbled to himself, picking up the book he dropped. "I'm sorry. I was distracted. Didn't mean to. Uhm... hi? Er... yeah." Ian smiled hesitantly at the person, hoping that they were not too mad or something. So he was a bit of a space case; that was not so terrible, was it? No, no it was not, he decided. Well, it was better than being called a psycho or something; the thought of which reminded him he needed to get his prescriptions refilled. "Gummy worm?" He said in offering to the other person, laughing a little at himself. Was he really as awkward as he thought he was? Most likely.
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Post by madison on Nov 15, 2012 22:13:34 GMT -6
 
Barnes and Noble had become one of Madison's favourite haunts since she died. The fact that she had literally died to get to this literary heaven didn't bother the girl at all. She was thankful, mostly, for the fact that of all the places she could have ended up in, like hell, for example, she wound up at a town that gave her a second chance at life, to do all the thing that she wanted but didn't quite have the chance to do. Oh, and that this place had an awesome bookshop helped brighten her image of the place too.
It was evening and Madison should really have been on her way home or out hunting for dinner, but the sheer number of books here kept her in place. She was standing at the bestsellers section, not a place she would usually visit for her books, but she had already gone through her usual sections without much luck and would really rather not return home without at least a paperback in her bag. When she was still alive and before she got hit by a truck, J.K. Rowling's latest and first adult novel had just come out. During that time, when she was still furiously preparing for 'the most important exam of her life', she hadn't had a chance to visit a book store, let alone buy something over than a revision book. Now, Madison remembered all the shining reviews that she had read about 'The Casual Vacancy' and decided that it was a good book to try out. It was, after all, written by J.K. Rowling.
While she was reading the synopsis of the book on the back book flap, however, she was too busy to notice that there was someone in front of her on her way to the cashier's counter. Needless to say, they made contact and quite awkwardly too. "Ooof. I'm so sorry. I didn't see you..." Madison realised she was rambling and so was the other guy. He was wearing an apron, so probably he was working or something. A small part of Madison's brain, probably the female part, noticed that this guy was kind of cute. "Uhmm, hi. Sorry for bumping into you." That was her second attempt at some kind of apology. She was shocked, however, when the pale guy offered her a gummy worm. As much as she liked sweets, though, she had to refuse. Mother always told her never to accept food from strangers. It was good advice, even if she was seventeen now, and dead. "No, thanks." That was a smart answer.
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NOTES . It's been way too long....
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Post by Ashley Ian Days on Nov 18, 2012 17:28:40 GMT -6
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Ian smiled when the girl apologized as well. She was rather pretty, he mused, studying her for a moment, though not long enough to be considered creepy or anything. That was the last thing he wanted. He just had this thing about studying the people around him. Their differences and similarities always amazed him. He guessed it was that nerdy side of him being all "science!" but, whatever. He was almost in awe of her looks, though. She had the cutest little nose and was just really adorable. She had to be someone that got a lot of attention. Ian's own looks were not that impressive, at least he did not believe so. He was skinnier than a rail, not that he could really help that one, and he was pale as snow, once again not something he could control; but beyond that, he had very stereotypical looks. He did not stand out too much. Now, Ian did not think he was ugly or anything, he had more self-esteem than that. He just did not think he was anything spectacular, though. Of course, the whole being sick thing made him stand out in a way that was not exactly wanted. The looks got tiring after a while. He was a lot better, though. There were just certain things he would never be able to be rid of. He shrugged a little when the girl turned down his offer of a gummy worm. He guessed it was the safe thing to do; but, really, did it look like he could really do anything to her? Sarcasm was really the only defense he had. The dude could not throw a punch or hold anyone down or anything. It was rather sad, really. Oh, well. "Just means more for me," Ian said with a grin before tossing another one into his mouth. It had been a rather long shift, and a part of Ian just wanted to go home, curl up on a pile of pillows and blankets in front of the couch, and read until he fell asleep or finished the book, whichever came first. "I'm Ashley, by the way, but everyone calls me 'Ian', 'cause that's my middle name. It's a much better name than 'Ashley', too. I mean, I'm a boy." He was rambling a bit, but that was something he did. Espeially with coffee and candy in his system, both of which he had had. Well, obviously, considering he had a bag of gummy candies in his hands. He had downed a cup of that favored peppermint coffee on his break, though. He was having a hard time sitting still beause of it. Honestly, he had had a bit too much caffeine that day. He could feel his heart racing. It was not necessarily a good thing for someone who was prone to panic attacks, but Ian did not think too much on it. He would be fine.
"So, uh, you read it yet?" he questioned, holding up the copy of JK Rowling's book that he held in his own hands. He was so excited to read it. He was a big fan of her writing, and he knew it had the potential to be amazing. He was not thinking it would be the next Harry Potter, but it would still be good. Maybe he should re-read the series. Or work on his homework. He did have a 1000 word story due in his creative writing course in a few days. Oops. Eh, he'd get it done. He did some of his best writing when he was rushed for time. "Oh!" Ian said after a moment with a grin before reaching into his hoodie pocket to take out a few cupons for discounted drinks with a pastry purchace good for the next two weeks there at the Starbucks. He was supposed to hand them out to people, so he figured he might as well start there. "Dunno if you like coffee or anything, but you can give it to a friend if you don't. We're starting this new promotion thingy. I dunno the details. Or, I do. I just can't remember right now, yeah..." Maybe he should write it down on his hand...
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Post by madison on Nov 18, 2012 23:53:21 GMT -6
Watching Ian pop the gummy worm he had offered her just moments before, Madison felt somewhat relieved. It wasn't that really that she was of the opinion that the pale looking teen would hurt her, it was just that taking food from strangers just wasn't something Madison did. If the person who had offered had been a friend, she still might not have taken it. Being Chinese, even Malaysian Chinese, she found it a bit awkward to take food from others if she knew she probably wasn't going to have the chance to return the favour. On the other hand, if it was a close friend or a relative, she would have gladly taken the sweet, knowing that she'd probably treat the other person to food some other time. While Madison didn't particularly like taking empty calories and snacks, refusing food was something that her mind dictated, not her stomach.
For some unknown reason, Madison found that she was resisting the urge to.. well, giggle, in response to Ian's slight rambling abour his name. She didn't, of course. That would have been rude and Madison had learned long ago that you should never make an enemy out of anyone, especially if they didn't do anything wrong by you. Besides, he was just speculating about his name. Now that Madison thought about it, she did find it quite weird that someone would name their child Ashley. While it might have been a name suitable for both genders, it was still more inclined towards the feminine spectrum of things. Silently, Madison made a mental note to herself, hoping it would help her to remember to check if Ashley was a unisex name.
When Ian referenced the copy of The Casual Vacancy in Madison's hands, she couldn't help but smile a bit. Such was her love of books. A bit unconsciously, Madison glanced at the hardbound volume she held tenderly. "Well, not yet, of course. I'm just about to buy it." Madison hoped she didn't sound mean or anything. Her words could definitely have been mistaken as malicious. And there was that thing with tone of voice she kept having trouble with. Even when she was alive, she was constantly getting into trouble with various people because she didn't really know how to control it. When she tried to be kind, she could make herself sound dismissing. It was a pain in the behind that she would love to be rid of.
Somewhat gingerly, Madison reached her free hand out for the coupons held in Ian's hand. She hoped that she didn't seem too eager as it was a bit greedy of her to be taking discount coupons. But that was part of Madison's personality. Most times, even for books, Madison had a tendency to go for cheaper items. It was easier computed in her mind if she went for things more decently and fairly priced. That, plus the fact that she just loved coffee, made her feel a bit sheepish as she claimed those coupons as her own.
With a full-fledged smile on her face, "Thank you," said Madison to the person before her, slightly wondering if she might have found a friend, all by herself this time.
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NOTES . My sleepiness may have affected the post a bit. Sorry.
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