nourish your soul... {{ erik }}

[ophelia devereux]

‘‘and if you would call me your sweetheart,

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<sub>after virtually 3 hours of sleep, ophelia was grumpy, hungry, and tired. she wanted breakfast. now. and she couldn't get ready fast enough. after all, these things took time damn it. she pulled off her warm covers, hopping in the shower. she'd been up late last night drinking who knew what in who knew where, and she was not exactly a morning person. she wiped the sleep from her body with a washcloth and some herbal soap, waking up after every beat of the warm water on her body. she sighed, stepping out of the shower and getting ready through her morning routine. she was totally awake now, but ten times hungrier and grumpier. she pulled on Just Jean brand skinnies, a tacky Wet Seal v-neck blouse (she was in that kind of mood today) and some peep-toe pumps she bought at Barney's online. transferring all her crap from one Hermes tote to a larger Miu Miu handbag, she left the room, popping some earrings on.

crossing the grounds and going into the main building and to the cafeteria, ophelia wanted food. she wanted croissants and rolls and biscuits and pancakes and waffles. she didn't care how many calories it was; she never counted them anyway. she cut the line, hearing the protests of others. but when you were an elite like her, no one gave a shit. really. she didn't hesitate to grab a plate and a tray and pile it with food. she paid with her student account card and left the line, taking a table she sat at with the rest of the elite. she dug in as soon as she sat down, her stomach hurting her so much. she looked around, seeing no one to talk to. sighing, she wanted someone...SOMEONE that was living and who would keep her attention for at least five minutes...where was her cousin anyway?</sub>

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TAGGED; erik devereux
STATUS; done
WORDS; 311
MUSE;[/color] seventeen forever by metrostation
OUTFIT;[/color] outfit
CREDIT;[/color] kaylax090 at CAUTION!, my chemical romance for the lyrics, laidback12115 @ tda
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[Erik Van Devereux]

Erik woke after a full eight hours of rest, rolling out of his bed, and immediately finding his way into his bathroom. After discarding the sweat pants and t-shirt that he’d worn while sleeping into his laundry basket, Erik stepped into the shower, and allowed the cold water to warm up while he was in the luxuriously large spaced shower. Erik always did enjoy the feeling of cold water warming up gradually, which is why every few minutes, he would tilt the knob a little bit more towards the warmer side, until finally the water was almost uncomfortably hot. Erik, however, didn’t adjust the water, for he rarely stayed in the shower for more than a few minutes during the morning. Usually he would have to shower again later in the day for sport activities, so he used the morning showers as more of a waker-uper than a hygene method.

After finishing his minuscule morning bathing exercises, Erik left the shower, and peeked into his room, to see that he was running slightly late. Throwing on a pair of jeans and a plane white t-shirt, Erik brushed his teeth and grabbed an apple, before Erik leaving his uncle’s house, and made his way towards the school in his car.

Erik wasn’t sure why he had spent the night at his uncle’s house. It was probably because he’d found himself driving around late, and didn’t want to go all the way back to his campus and dorm. Regardless, Erik now faced a pretty long drive, but with his usual tired state of mind, the drive seemed pretty minimal. After parking his car a block away from the school (it’d been towed away from having been parked in the teacher’s parking lot before), Erik made his way into campus. There, he saw the familiar figure of his wonderful cousin, Ophelia. While normally she was a pretty nice person, Erik knew that in the mornings, one would be advised to steer clear of her. That is, if you aren’t her cousin. So Erik approached her, and sat down next to her. “Well, now I know why etheopians are starving. You’re eating their entire food supply.” Erik said, smirking slightly. “Morning Phe.” He said, giving her a half-hug as he retrieved the apple out of his pocket and took a bite of it. While his hand was raised to his face, he realized that he hadn’t shaved this morning, and he had a slight amount of ‘five o clock shadow’ to show for it.

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[ophelia devereux]

‘‘and if you would call me your sweetheart,

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_{after five more minutes of eating, ophelia realized that she wasn't going to be sitting with anyone. so she fully started to eat, shoveling food into her mouth. she managed to not get it on her clothes though, and not look like a totaly pig. and then her cousin decided to show up. "hi'm hungry," she said irritably to her cousin through a mouthful, tossing her hair away from her neck area in case a piece of food fell. plus it made her look arrogant. sighing, she roll her eyes and let her fork fall with a clatter. "i didn't eat all their food supply. only a good portion of it,}

[/color]" she retorted, hugging him half heartedly back. she picked up her fork from the syrup and wiped it off, taking a bite of pancakes.

"nice to see you so bright and early,[/color]" she said shoveling more pancakes into her mouth and eying her cousin. "so what's up?[/color]" she asked, taking a sip of milk. she noticed him just eating an apple, and asked, "why aren't you hungry? why are you so weird?[/color]" she asked, looking at him as if he'd sprouted three more heads. her cousin was definitely weird.
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TAGGED; erik devereux
STATUS; done
WORDS; 200
MUSE;[/color] pain by three days grace
OUTFIT;[/color] outfit
CREDIT;[/color] kaylax090 at CAUTION!, my chemical romance for the lyrics, laidback12115 @ tda
ADDITIONAL NOTES;[/SIZE]

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