the looks you give are so contagious,

[tracekingston]

YOU COUNT EM ONE, TWO THREE *;

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You look so cute when you get that mad.[/size]
YOU DRAIN THE LIFE FROM ME AND IT FEELS OH SO GOOD.[/size][/center]

So tired. must. caffinate. nooooowwww.

[/b] Trace mumbled as he crawled out of his bunk. Well, to be perfectly honest, he fell out of his bunk. And the poor boy still had the blanket over his head. It truely would have been a sight to see, long lanky trace crawling towards the kitchen area of his room in the hotel. He had decided to get out of the bus for the night and stay at the hotel because they had the day off and he was so behind in his photo editing it was rediculous. He had pulled an all nighter, well, up until around two in the morning when he had the brillant idea to meet up with friends at the bar and not return to the hotel room till eight the next morning, stupid drunk still and with only half of his photos edited. come to me coffee he spoke, staring up doe eyed at the kitchen counter, wrapping the comforter around his boney shoulders. Ugh, you know when you where hungover to the point where you didn't want to do anything until you had food and liquid in your tummy? Multiply that by five and that was Trace's degree of hungoverness. shitshitshit He spoke with a sigh as he curled into a ball on the ground. he was not planning on cooking, when duh, he realized he was in a hotel and could therefor call room service. crawling over to the phone he dialed and quickly ordered up three cups of coffee, a burrito, chicken fingers and chili cheese fries. that was the hangover cure of champions in his opinion. Being assured that it would take atleast fourty five minutes for the food to arrive, Trace moved towards the showered and jumped in.

Thirty minutes later a freashly cleaned and shampooed trace left the bathroom and collasped on his bed clad in a towel. God, how come hotels always had the most comfortable towels and robes?! it made him never want to leave. he wanted to live in the comfy fluffy fabric. Hearing a knock on the door trace jumped up, opened the door with a grin and a hello he ushered the tray in and after retreving a crumpled five dollars from his discarded jeans as a tip for the staff, he closed the door and began shoveling the food into his mouth. oh thank god He said as soon as he finished his meal and successfully drained two of the three cups of coffee. Hangover cured, for the majority of the day anyways. Glancing over at the clock on the bedside table he shrugged. It was only three o'clock, the day was still young, might as well go outside. Dressing in torn blue jeans that hung off his pointy hips he pulled on a white vneck and after that a red and blue flannel. Shoving his feet into plain black vans and grabbing his cell phone off the bedside table he pushed that into his back pocket, along with his wallet, and after grabbing a pair of black sunglasses he headed outside, deciding as the park as his first destination.

Reaching the park he raised a hand to his neck, rubbing the back of it tiredly. What to do what to do. Beginning his adventure down the path of the park he observed his surroundings. People were everywhere, ice cream carts where parked close near the play places, which was smart on their part. Hmm, ice cream. Hell, he had already eaten so much an ice cream cone wouldn't do that much more trouble. Waltzing over to one of the carts he grinned and greeted the man while observing the flavors. Uhm, one scoop of cookie dough on a cone, please he spoke quickly, a small grin pulling at his lips as he fliked out a few bills to pay for his food while receiving the cone in the other hand. Grinning happily he continued walking, attacking his ice cream cone as he went before finding an empty bench in the more quiet part of the park. Sitting down he leaned back, sloching contently on the wood while licking at the ice cream, frowning as he watched a couple drops of the ice cream drop onto his jeans. Damn it he murmured with a sigh as he leaned forward, looking around for napkins. Great, he probably looked crazy. Talking to himself and now looking around furiously. Yeah, crazy.

TAGGED: renesmee!
WEARING: described in post.
WORD COUNT: seven hundred and fourty
LISTENING TO: you had me at hello - a day to remember
NOTES:[/B] yeah this post blows, sorry. im a little rusty : /[/blockquote][/size]

[nessie]

Renesmee Elizabeth Ryans. Yup that was her name. Well the girl attached to this name was laying on the bottom bunk of the bunkbed that she shared on the tourbus. She was clad in a pair of shorts and a tank. She yawned and stretched as she blinked open her eyes and swung her legs over the side of the bed and sat up fully. She walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror and yawned again. She rubbed her eyes and walked back out to where her clothes were stored and she tugged out a pair of jeans that clung to her legs and lower body tightly, but nicely. She found a t-shirt that would hug her hourglass figure. She also grabbed her undergarments and walked into the bathroom and shut the door locking it and turned on the shower. She got in and took her shower and stepped out and dried herself off and pulled on her clothes. She walked back out and brushed out her hair and braided it into two french braids and tied off the ends with blue ribbons.

She walked out to the kitchenette and grabbed a plastic bowl and filled it with strawberry flavored yogurt and sprinkled some granola into it. She sat down on the couch and ate it and put her bowl in the sink and smiled to herself. She walked back to the bedroom area and slid on her black and bright pink converse. She then answered her phone as it began to ring. Hello? Hi sweetie. Just wanted to let you know that your father and I, along with the twins are in town to watch a show of yours and just wanted to let you know in case you wanted to spend the day with Ace and Krystal. Of course Mom! I'll be right over to pick them up and spend the day with them. She hung up the phone and grabbed her purse and car keys and ran out of the tour bus and jumped in her car. She drove to the hotel and waltzed in and asked what room her parents were staying in. They told her and she went up to their room and knocked.

Her mom answered and she hugged her children close to her and she took them by the hands and her mom carried their car seats down to her car. She put the seats in the car and placed Ace in one and Krystal in the other. She kissed her mom goodbye and drove off to the park. She reached the park in a few minutes and she pulled into a parking space and helped Ace and Krystal out and held them by the hands and she walked towards the ice cream stop and got them a cone of vanilla ice cream each. SHe turned and saw her childhood friend sitting on a bench muttering to himself and she giggled lightly. She told her children to stay there for a moment. They nodded and waited for their mommy. She walked in front of her friend and held out a napkin for him to take. Here you go. She smiled and waited for his response. She couldn't believe that it was him after all these years. She felt butterflies rush in her stomach and she knew she should stop them, but she couldn't.