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Post by Cry Baby on Aug 9, 2007 11:52:41 GMT -5
*Cry-baby frowned at her, very confused.*
"Hey now. What can be so bad 'bout life you're cryin' over it? You're a young, good lookin' girl with a brain, ain't ya? What's so hard about living?"
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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Aug 9, 2007 14:40:54 GMT -5
Jess gave a laugh "Have you ever had a dream?" she looked at the boy her eyes glistening "Have you ever thought 'I'm gonna be somebody?' I did, but everyday I see that my dreams are crushed by the simple act of living.
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Post by Cry Baby on Aug 9, 2007 20:32:38 GMT -5
*Cry-baby considered this.*
"Huh. I have a dream, all right."
*He stood up and the glow of dimly-lit beer signs seemed to shine in his eyes.*
"I'm gonna be a rock n' roll singer," *he said, his hair gleaming as if it had been groomed with the thunderous adoration of a million pre-pubescent fans. He turned back to Jess.*
"What is it you wanna do?"
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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Aug 9, 2007 20:57:33 GMT -5
Jess wanted to giggle "I want to be a writer, a world famous writer, more popular than Dickens, more important than Victor Hugo!" she looked down "But how can that happen, when I can barely write a single poem, or a lyric to a song."
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Post by Cry Baby on Aug 10, 2007 11:55:41 GMT -5
"Seems to me bein' a writer is about writing," *he said seriously.* "D'you enjoy writing? Or d'you just wanna be a writer?"
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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Aug 10, 2007 13:13:53 GMT -5
"I love to write!" she exclaimed "I've been writin' since I was a little girl! It's just lately, I've been so down that all the words come out like a broken record, same shit different day." She said bluntly falling back in to the chair a bit "I'm sorry I don't even know you, and here I am drunk as a skunk and pourin my problems all up on you."
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Post by Cry Baby on Aug 10, 2007 13:28:21 GMT -5
*Cry-baby took hold of a desk chair and turned it around to sit backwards on it, facing her.*
"Naw, don't worry about it. Can't resist a lady in need. But I'm guessing that if you wrote more, an' just let the same old shit come, eventually your hand will get tired and you'll have to write somethin' else."
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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Aug 10, 2007 13:38:18 GMT -5
Jess smiled and reached out and touched his face thankfully "I'm sure you're right, that girl Renn told me on the roof that I should just take a break. I tried, I'm workin at the Opera house as a makeup girl, but it just isn't fulfilling" she wiped the tears from her face "I was gonna kill myself that night you know? I don't wanna die anymore, I just, I just wan't to be numb."
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Post by Cry Baby on Aug 10, 2007 15:30:51 GMT -5
"Shh," *Cry-baby said, and grabbed the hand she'd extended.* "Ain't nothin' worth killing yourself over. Pretty drape like you? No rule says the work we do to stay alive has to be our dream. We work to keep the dream alive, y'know? I know I'd wash dishes at a club every day of my life if it meant that at night I could get up on that stage and ROCK."
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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Aug 10, 2007 17:47:01 GMT -5
Jess smiled "You're a dreamer, just like me" she sat up "We dreamers gotta stick together you know?" she was sobering up slightly "I get so worked up you know, when things aren't goin' right, I get all emotional and try to drown my sorrows, but it just doesn't work that way does it?"
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Post by Cry Baby on Aug 10, 2007 20:42:09 GMT -5
*Cry-baby smiled crookedly.*
"Nope, it don't. Ain't never seen a bad thing booze don't make worse--though it can sure liven up what's already good."
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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Aug 10, 2007 21:24:06 GMT -5
Jess smiled widely "That's for sure!" she flicked the curl of hair in front of his face playfully "you're too nice for your own good do you know that?"
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Post by Cry Baby on Aug 11, 2007 10:22:52 GMT -5
*Cry-baby looked shocked.*
"D'you think it'll ruin my reputation?"
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Post by Queen Dopplepopplus on Aug 11, 2007 16:31:39 GMT -5
"Absolutely not!" Jess laughed "Because I'm not gonna tell anyone" she itched her head and tried to stand up, but finding that her body had given up on her, she fell foreward a bit and her head landed on his chest. "I'm sorry I-" she looked away.
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Post by Cry Baby on Aug 11, 2007 17:07:49 GMT -5
"S'okay," *he said gently.* "Here; I think you need bed."
*He half led, half dragged her to the bed and laid her down.*
"You gonna be okay?" *he asked.*
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