Liz (ow_mybrain) wrote,
@ 2008-06-11 19:53:00

Current location:	living room
Current mood:	geeky
Current music:	"Hotel Song," Regina Spektor
Entry tags:	drabbles, top ten

more memes (who'd'a thunk it?)
Comment on this entry with one (or more) of my characters and a category (or more than one, if you like), and I'll reply with my top 10. Anything (conceivably) goes, i.e. books, punctuation marks, designers, beverages, etc.

AND

Comment on this entry with a character and three prompts - a noun, an adjective, and a verb - and I'll write a little drabble about it.

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	lemonadeandgin 2008-06-13 12:59 am UTC (link)
	Viola: letter, verbose, venting ~~Spencer: sex, sexy, sexing~~ Spencer: party, unguarded, talking (Reply to this)(Thread)

Spencer

ow_mybrain
2008-06-13 01:39 am UTC (link)

Spencer tosses back another shot of tequila and bursts into laughter--almost giggling, really--at part of a story someone's telling him. He licks the rest of the salt off his hand and jams a wedge of lime into his mouth. He's half-listening to someone else talking in his ear as he glances around the room, looking at all the people. The lime drops out of his mouth in surprise as he lays eyes on a dark-haired young man, just about his age, who's giving him the eye as well. He lifts his brows and the boy makes his way through the crowd towards Spencer, who is more than a little toasted.

"Hey," Spencer says, dragging the word out a little bit, a smirk curling the corners of his lips.

The boy smirks back and lifts a hand to Spencer's cheek, then leans in to kiss the opposite one. "What's your name?" he murmurs.

"Spencer," he replies, his alcohol-flushed skin growing even warmer. He's pretty sure he could come right now. "Yours?"

"Edward," he replies, drawing back with that same smirk.

"Well, Edward," Spencer says, stretching his arms over his head and stumbling a little to the side. He laughs and rights himself, looking at Edward with heavy-lidded eyes. "I think we should go in that room over there and take all our clothes off and see what happens." He's normally more subtle, but the alcohol turns him into Captain Obvious.

Edward hooks two fingers into the belt loops on Spencer's low-hanging jeans and pulls him forward, away from the mass of other drunk, horny college students.

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Viola

ow_mybrain
2008-06-13 03:12 am UTC (link)

(venting got changed to meditation!)

Viola is sitting cross-legged on her bedroom floor, swaying gently to the soft music playing from her stereo. She just got done with her yoga, since it was too hot to walk all the way back to campus to go swimming. So now she's cooling down--a little meditation--before she goes to make breakfast. She takes a deep breath and opens her eyes, then leans back to look at the ceiling briefly before standing up, turning off the stereo, and heading out of her room. She pops a couple of frozen waffles into the toaster and sits down at the kitchen table, sorting through the pile of mail Sebastian left before he went to the art supply store in town. Viola begins to sort through it, putting aside Sebastian's letters and leafing through her own. She pulls out one in a pale blue envelope. It's a letter from her mother. Viola smiles and tears the envelope open, pulling out the letter and beginning to read. Her mother writes the longest letters ever, but Viola's learned which parts are important and which parts aren't. It's almost like a puzzle, picking out the easy way to say what her mother tries to portray so elaborately.

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