The Real Third Wheel || RP w/ thefighterforhire & theicemanboss ||
thefighterforhire
theicemanboss
Boring. A feeling exactly describing the mood of her apartment at the moment. Running a hand through her wet mid-waist length midnight black hair, a frustrated sigh escapes the woman’s lips. Now that she has nothing to do...her girlfriends are nowhere to be found. Of course it was obvious ,they would rather spend time making out with their boyfriends than go eat out or shop with her. Maybe I should get one of my own. She muses while staring at her reflection on the mirror. I’m not unattractive, am I?...I think not at all. But why don’t I have boyfriend ?
Minutes later, she decided to phone a friend of hers but she ended up even more annoyed as tge call was being ignored. “Hey! Aoshi! answer your voicemail dammit!. I know you’re there. Geez! come on!...” Still getting no reply, she hanged up and headed to his place, frustration written all over her features. What’s up with that guy?
Upon arriving at Shinomori Aoshi’s apartment, a guy was already standing by the door, fingers pressing the doorbell repeatedly. Oh! who could this be? He is tanned and tall with gravity defying spikes on his hair but definitely good looking. More like her type of guy. How come the iceman never introduce me to him?
“Oh! hi there. Are you a friend of Aoshi?” She calls out, seductively swaying her hips as she walks, a foxy grin flashing across her face. “My name is Megumi. I am a friend of his too, So what’s your name?”