Thread: Let's Do the Walk of Shame (Deceitful_Lies)

No it's okay...yeah...That's alright, Barnaby. It's not like this is the first time you've stood me up, I'm use to it by now...alright, thanks tell Nora I said I'll be coming over for Thanksgiving. With that said the once white, now paint splattered phone, settling back into the receiver. Blythe Emarz lightly sighed as she rolled over on her bed, she stared up at the ceiling. The glow in the dark stars stuck up there almost seemed to blend into the whiteness of the roof, they only looked pretty at night. With a soft sigh and a quick jerk up, Blythe sat up and stretched, the feeling of annoyance and stress making her body ache. Once again her brother had left her in change of his restaurant while he went off with his wife to only god knows where, she grabbed her small notebook and jot down his phone number. Fifth number change in a month... She muttered, the tomboy stood up and popped her back. If someone said being in charge of a restaurant was hard, they were right. Now try being in charge of it as well as being the only ptissire there, on a full weekend night Blythe didn't have it easy. The brunette softly laughed to herself as she walked around, she wasn't all that tall being an average 5'5 without any shoes on. Blythe quickly started fixing her apartment up, last night she got home late and ended up passing out on the couch while watching old cartoons as well as eating ice cream. Blythe picked the empty container and spoon off the ground before turning the TV off, it got lonely from time to time living alone in the apartment. Blythe's older brother Barnaby moved out after getting married, but still visit from time to time, only now he hadn't come around for about three months. Blythe sighed as she finished up, glancing back at the clock she realized, she had to head out before she was late. The brunette's silvery-green eyes closed as she sighed, quickly heading to her room, she started getting her clothes out. I hope today it goes well, that stupid food critique is coming today, stupid Barnaby. She muttered to herself, the angry mutters were nothing real, she loved her brother too much. Blythe quickly pulled off her T-shirt, lucky for her, last night she hadn't had time to change out of her work clothes. So she just ended up removing her pants and bra before falling asleep on the couch, she liked sleeping like that, she called it her instant PJs. As she stripped down, anyone could see Blythe wasn't one of the prettiest girls in the world. She was slender with narrow hips and a small chest, she had more of a boyish look to her. Add her short dark brown hair and sun kissed skin, it wasn't hard for someone to think she wasn't female. Yet Blythe didn't care, long hair got in the way, and her old job was a lifeguard so she got pretty tan from it. She pulled on a black long sleeve T-shirt and tugged a purple hoodie over it, her faded jeans came on quickly after that followed by her converse. Blythe ran her finger through her hair as she grabbed her messenger bag stuff with her things, she made sure she wasn't missing anything as she ran to the door. Bye, Sushi, don't eat the couch! Blythe yelled back at her Japanese bobtail cat as she ran out the door and locked it. Blythe let out a breath of relief as she got to the elevator doors, she punched the button as she waited. As she waited, she opened her bag as she made sure she brought the keys to open the restaurant building, she'd left them at home before and wasn't about to repeat that mistake again. The familiar ding of the elevator made her look back up as the doors opened to reveal, none other than her neighbor, Blythe remembered her name was Phobe. Morning. She said happily, her eyes quickly went to the red-head's clothes. Blythe felt a deep sadness, she hated seeing someone with so much potential like Pheobe, wasting it like this. She watched as the other girl pushed past her and quickly turned to her, Blythe hesitated for a moment. Hey, Pheobe...that job offer at my brother's restaurant, it's still on the table for you...you know, in case you were interested. She said as she fell quiet, Blythe wanted to say so much more, but she knew she would lose the sliver of friendship she had with Phobe. Have a nice morning then. With that said, Blythe turned only to see that the doors had already closed. She pressed the button again and waited, it didn't open and she could now hear it going down again. Great. She muttered to herself as she sighed, Blythe crossed her arms as she waited. She glanced over at Pheobe, she had always found herself attracted to the red-head, in a more than neighbors kind of way. Hey, Pheobe...do you want to go grab breakfast with me, I know a pretty good place.