darker_london | Ry/Del/Slink...sadly not like that. (Reply)

It was about two hours after they spoke that Delilah rocked up to the address Ry had given her, parking her bike in the driveway and pulling off her helmet. She'd decided, while riding here, that yes, she did like this city quite a bit.

The house wasn't bad...Hell, who was she kidding: the house was really Nice. At least, it looked it from the outside. Ry was doing good for himself.

She gave a tug on the purple striped socks peeking out the top of her knee high boots and then walked over to the front door to knock.

slinkster_ghoul
2006-03-07 11:05 pm UTC (link)
No one had done the dishes, so Stephie was eating cereal out of a coffee cup, lying on her stomach on the couch and reading the newspaper. She heard the knock at the door and considered getting up, but it was nice and comfortable on the couch... The knock came again and she sighed, put down her cereal cup down on the newspaper and went to open the door.

"Hey." she said, then got a proper look at the girl. "Cool socks."
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learntocrucify
2006-03-07 11:08 pm UTC (link)
"Hey thanks," she said and nodded toward her. "I like your peircing." Then she peered into the house behind the girl. "I'm lookin' for Ry."
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slinkster_ghoul
2006-03-07 11:16 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah, I figured." Stephie stepped back to let the girl in and pointed towards the hallway. "He's in, you know, the purple room. If he's home."
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learntocrucify
2006-03-07 11:23 pm UTC (link)
She raised an eyebrow and looked at the girl. "His room is purple?" she smirked to herself over that. Oh, the boy really had joined the other team. She was right. "He should be," she said as she stepped into the house. "He better be, anyway."
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slinkster_ghoul
2006-03-08 01:54 am UTC (link)
"It's one of the doors on the left, anyway." She waved a hand vaugly in that direction, to tired to try and remember which door. She closed the door behind the girl and slumped back down on the couch with her cereal, hiding herself in the newspaper.
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learntocrucify
2006-03-08 03:00 am UTC (link)
Delilah looked around Ry's room. A mess. Just like she remembered it being the only other time she'd been inside it. But that had been at his parents place and they'd had to be quiet, him clamping his hand over her mouth while they fucked drunkenly. She'd met him at a nightclub and started writhing against him, making him hard and desiring her. It was at his house that she'd ended up, both of them too horny to go in seperate directions.

It had been a good night for them both, ending in the trading of numbers and a promise of her having somewhere to stay if she was ever in London again. And now she was living here. She was kind of looking forward to having more time with Ry. He was the only one she'd ever met who smoked at much as she did for start. She looked around and wondered if he'd mind if she smoked in here. She figured she could get away with it since he wasn't even polite enough to be here.

She lit up a smoke and opened his window to perch in it, blowing all the smoke outside and watching the streets below.
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epithet_
2006-03-08 05:53 pm UTC (link)
The toilet flushed. Ry wandered out after washing his hands and wandered if he'd imagined hearing someone at the door.

"His room is purple."

No mistaking that voice. It was exactly as he remembered it. And listening harder, he could hear her talking to Slink. Wiping his hands on his pants, he wandered across the hall, giving a nod in Slink's direction before walking into his room.

He laid still damp hands on Del's shoulders, still visible with the top she was wearing. "Making yourself at home, I see?" he murmured, reaching around her and reaching for his own packet of smokes.
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learntocrucify
2006-03-08 09:08 pm UTC (link)
She felt the hands on her shoulders and smiled, turning to face him, fingers holding her fag outside the window. "Of course," she told him, pressing herself against him. "Nice place you've got here."