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Emily | 19 | American | Full-time bitch and a half ((Independent RP account for Human!Fem America.))

[teoricallycool]

No. Geez. Ew. Ew ew ew. I’m also too busy to think about relationships and stuff. And again, ew.

Yeah, I forgot to ask— What time is it, dr. McCoy?

Oh, I see. Talk about me? Gee, but I suck at that. Ok, let me try… Uh, I’m Emily, I live with my parents, I have a stepsister named Meg, I go to the university and I work in the public library, my zodiac sign is cancer… Ah, and I can sing It’s a Small World in morse code!

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[Checks his watch once again] It’s exactly 8:43 AM. Do you always relate people to fictional characters?

Well, that’s what psychiatric sessions are all about. You should get used to that. But yeah, right now I’m just trying to get to know you a little bit. What are you studying at university?

[teoricallycool]

No, not always. I just do it at 8:43 AM, actually. *Shrugs*

You must have a lot of blackmail material with you, then. How does that feel? And I study physics, focusing more in astrophysics, y'know. Like, it's cooler than it sounds, I swear.

[teoricallycool]

I don’t know? I mean, I’m not some kind of expert in suicide or anything.

*She shrugged and rested her head or her sister’s shoulder.*

I know, I know, but geez! I’m usually doing some kind of important stuff when they appear, so I can’t just go and talk to them.

What should I even say? I can’t imagine someone flirting on the library. Like, ‘What’s up, you’re so hunky, you must be hiding a rapidly aging portrait somewhere in your attic’? Or, I don’t know, ‘I wasn’t a big fan of “Eat” or “Pray,” but there ain’t nothin’ wrong with “Love’? It’s just a mistery.

And, yeah, I left a note.

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Yeah, I ain’t either but I’m pretty sure it’s used. Kinda sure. I’m… I’m at least sure it’s poisonous.

[ Presses her cheek on the top of Emily’s head, humming. ]

But flirting at work is the best thing there is, or so I’ve been told. You can do your important stuff after getting at least their names, or something. At worse you’ll be wasting time to make a new friend.

Uh, I have no idea how to flirt at all to begin with, so I’m literally the worse person to be asking this. [ Smirks, biting back a chuckle ] But if anything I’d go with the Dorian Gray line. If the guy gets it he’s certainly a keeper.

… Think of it as an experiment. It’s on your hands to uncover the mystery of flirting in libraries.

Ah, okay. You staying over?

[teoricallycool]

Well, that's enough for me. Not gonna try it.

It's easy for you to say, you have the dream job of romantic writers and lonely hipsters! 

Well, I'm pretty sure that if a guy get's it then he probably isn't interested in girls at all. Or maybe he is and we just don't know-- Let's not be judgemental.

Yeah, guess so. Do you mind it?

[teoricallycool]

Coffee is a weird stuff, ain’t it? Like, it’s basically edible gasoline. By the way, is gasoline even harmful to the health? If not, then gasoline itself would be edible gasoline.. And then coffee would be, like, human fuel or something? I’m confused now.

*She picked the glass of water, but didn’t drink it.*

Nah, it wasn’t that… Was it… Dick? No. Date? … I wish. Dentist? Nope.

…

Ah, I remember! I saw a really really cute guy on the spanish literature section of the library! Didn’t really talk to him, though. Anyway.

…I’m not sure if that’s what I wanted to tell you in first place.

[whiteedgesofprint]

I’m pretty sure gasoline is poisonous. Don’t people try and kill themselves by drinking it? Like antifreeze.

[ Taps her glass, plopping on the couch by her side. ]

— I hope you didn’t really came all the way here to tell me about a random guy. [ Laughs, slings a arm over the back of the couch and over her stepsister’s shoulders. ] You need to start chatting those pretty boys up, Emmy. Not talk about them to me.

Did you told Adam and Lucy you were passing by, anyway? It’s pretty late, they’re gonna get worried.

[teoricallycool]

I don't know? I mean, I'm not some kind of expert in suicide or anything.

*She shrugged and rested her head or her sister's shoulder.*

I know, I know, but geez! I'm usually doing some kind of important stuff when they appear, so I can't just go and talk to them.

What should I even say? I can't imagine someone flirting on the library. Like, 'What's up, you’re so hunky, you must be hiding a rapidly aging portrait somewhere in your attic'? Or, I don't know, 'I wasn’t a big fan of “Eat” or “Pray,” but there ain’t nothin’ wrong with “Love'? It's just a mystery.

And, yeah, I left a note.

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Send These and I'll Tell You The Songs That Fit My Muse When...

☹ - Sad/Depressed.

☺ - Happy.

☠ - Angry/Frustrated.

ஜ - Horny/Flirting.

✜ - ill.

✔ - Their sex song.

✂ - Lonely.

➊ - Judging.

ⅹ- Excited.

☤ - Depending on their type, how they walk into a busy room, when everyone looks at them.

✿ -Friendly.

₪ -Love.

↑ -Waking up.

♋ -Accomplishment.

∞ - Failure.

☭ - Drunk.

☪ - Tired/Exhausted.

№ - Bitchy.

ⓑ- Bored.

[teoricallycool]

Alright, I’ll call you dr. McCoy if you don’t mind.

He probably does, though! I mean, he’s pretty much a jerk— Anyway, let’s not talk about him.

*She frowned a bit, but quickly returned to the usual high-on-caffeine-bunny face.*

Wow, that was easier than I tought! So, yeah, let’s talk. Sure.

…

Um, do you come here often?

[vpervyysneg-deactivated20140220]

Is he your boyfriend or friend with benefits? Or are you just friends; this is also an option—-

Well, luckily you arrived early.

Hm, yes. I live here. We should probably talk about you though.

[teoricallycool]

No. Geez. Ew. Ew ew ew. I'm also too busy to think about relationships and stuff. And again, ew.

Yeah, I forgot to ask-- What time is it, dr. McCoy?

Oh, I see. Talk about me? Gee, but I suck at that. Ok, let me try... Uh, I'm Emily, I live with my parents, I have a stepsister named Meg, I go to the university and I work in the public library, my zodiac sign is cancer... Ah, and I can sing It's a Small World in morse code!

[teoricallycool]

I mean, it’s hard for me to differ one from the other! Like, the color is the same and stuff.

*Then she started shaking one leg and playing with her own hair.*

Probably! No, wait- Probably not. I’m pretty sure it started with “d”, though.

[whiteedgesofprint]

Yeah, it’s all brown, or at least brown-ish. I don’t know how I tell them apart either.

[ Comes back with water, affectionate smile on her face ]

Here you go… With “D”? Uh… You had asked for help in a dissertation the other day. Was that it?

[teoricallycool]

Coffee is a weird stuff, ain't it? Like, it's basically edible gasoline. By the way, is gasoline even harmful to the health? If not, then gasoline itself would be edible gasoline.. And then coffee would be, like, human fuel or something? I'm confused now.

*She picked the glass of water, but didn't drink it.*

Nah, it wasn't that... Was it... Dick? No. Date? ... I wish. Dentist? Nope.

...

Ah, I remember! I saw a really really cute guy on the spanish literature section of the library! Didn't really talk to him, though. Anyway.

...I'm not sure if that's what I wanted to tell you in first place.

[teoricallycool]

You’ve got a difficult name, dude. But, hey, not the point.

So, yeah, a pal of mine gave me your address because he said you were a psychiastricologist or something! *Then she suddenly lowered her tone as she poked her own head with the index finger* I think he thinks I’m nutty. Oh well. 

Either way, can I schedule an appointment or something? Or it isn’t that simple? I kinda wanted to prove to these fuckers that I’m not some kind of John Gacy or anything.

[vpervyysneg-deactivated20140220]

It is a bit hard for Americans to pronounce, yes. So I usually let people call me in whatever way they feel comfortable with.

Maybe he doesn’t. We must take care of our mental health too. Us, therapists are here for this matter. [Gives her a small smile]

Well, my next appointment is in five hours, I think. [Checks his watch] Yes. Sit down, let’s talk a little bit. Oh, you probably aren’t, don’t worry.

[teoricallycool]

Alright, I'll call you dr. McCoy if you don't mind.

He probably does, though! I mean, he's pretty much a jerk-- Anyway, let's not talk about him.

*She frowned a bit, but quickly returned to the usual high-on-caffeine-bunny face.*

Wow, that was easier than I tought! So, yeah, let's talk. Sure.

...

Um, do you come here often?

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[whiteedgesofprint]

… Emily.

[ Tilts her head, a bemused look on her face as she stared up the other. ]

What you’re doing around here?

[teoricallycool]

Well, um. At first I couldn’t sleep, so I, like, decided to go take a walk. You know, the usual. Then, I kinda got lost because I wasn’t really paying attention on anything, then I decided to, like, pick a coffee, because it is pretty cold out there and I wasn’t even feeling my nose anymore, like, yeah. Then I tried to find my way back home and then I remembered something,m like, really cool and I totally needed to tell you! So I made my way downtown and now I’m here!

*She said all that without breathing. Yeah.*

[whiteedgesofprint]

[ Oh God the girl just doesn’t changes does she ]

[ Laughs, shakes her head and open the apartment’s door a little wider so she can get in ]

Okay, then. Did you got your coffee already or not?

[teoricallycool]

Yes, I did! It was pretty strong, though… I should’ve ordered and american, not a expresso.

*She got in and took off her coat, before sitting in the couch (?)*

Anyway!

…

I forgot what I wanted to tell you.

[whiteedgesofprint]

Huh, you always say that. I’ll grab you some water, let’s see if you calm down a bit.

[ Walks to the kitchen. There’s practically only a couch in the living room/bedroom, for her futon was there in the corner too. ]

…

[ Starts laughing ]

— You’ll remember. Did it had to do with Adam?

[teoricallycool]

I mean, it's hard for me to differ one from the other! Like, the color is the same and stuff.

*Then she started shaking one leg and playing with her own hair.*

Probably! No, wait- Probably not. I'm pretty sure it started with "d", though.

[teoricallycool]

Oh Goddess, I’m so sorry if I caused you any kind of trouble or something—

Anyway. Are you… *Then she picks a small piece of paper from her pocket and tries to read it out loud.* mr. Dmitriy Volkov?

* A+ pronunciation skills*

[vpervyysneg-deactivated20140220]

You did not. Don’t worry.

Yes, it’s me. How may I help you?

[teoricallycool]

You've got a difficult name, dude. But, hey, not the point.

So, yeah, a pal of mine gave me your address because he said you were a psychiastricologist or something! *Then she suddenly lowered her tone as she poked her own head with the index finger* I think he thinks I'm nutty. Oh well. 

Either way, can I schedule an appointment or something? Or it isn't that simple? I kinda wanted to prove to these fuckers that I'm not some kind of John Gacy or anything.

[whiteedgesofprint]

+ kindofcoolasfuck

[whiteedgesofprint]

… Emily.

[ Tilts her head, a bemused look on her face as she stared up the other. ]

What you’re doing around here?

[teoricallycool]

Well, um. At first I couldn’t sleep, so I, like, decided to go take a walk. You know, the usual. Then, I kinda got lost because I wasn’t really paying attention on anything, then I decided to, like, pick a coffee, because it is pretty cold out there and I wasn’t even feeling my nose anymore, like, yeah. Then I tried to find my way back home and then I remembered something,m like, really cool and I totally needed to tell you! So I made my way downtown and now I’m here!

*She said all that without breathing. Yeah.*

[whiteedgesofprint]

[ Oh God the girl just doesn’t changes does she ]

[ Laughs, shakes her head and open the apartment’s door a little wider so she can get in ]

Okay, then. Did you got your coffee already or not?

[teoricallycool]

Yes, I did! It was pretty strong, though... I should've ordered and american, not a expresso.

*She got in and took off her coat, before sitting in the couch (?)*

Anyway!

...

I forgot what I wanted to tell you.

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+kindofcoolasfuck

[vpervyysneg-deactivated20140220]

Good morning, miss. It’s a bit early for visits—

[teoricallycool]

Morning?

Wait. Early? Geez, I really need to fix my watch. Did I wake you up, bro?

[vpervyysneg-deactivated20140220]

The sun is already out there, my dear.

I didn’t sleep at all, so. [Shrugs]

[teoricallycool]

Oh Goddess, I'm so sorry if I caused you any kind of trouble or something--

Anyway. Are you... *Then she picks a small piece of paper from her pocket and tries to read it out loud.* mr. Dmitriy Volkov?

* A+ pronunciation skills*

[whiteedgesofprint]

+ kindofcoolasfuck

[whiteedgesofprint]

… Emily.

[ Tilts her head, a bemused look on her face as she stared up the other. ]

What you’re doing around here?

[teoricallycool]

Well, um. At first I couldn't sleep, so I, like, decided to go take a walk. You know, the usual. Then, I kinda got lost because I wasn't really paying attention on anything, then I decided to, like, pick a coffee, because it is pretty cold out there and I wasn't even feeling my nose anymore, like, yeah. Then I tried to find my way back home and then I remembered something,m like, really cool and I totally needed to tell you! So I made my way downtown and now I'm here!

*She said all that without breathing. Yeah.*

[vpervyysneg-deactivated20140220]

+kindofcoolasfuck

Good morning, miss. It’s a bit early for visits—

[teoricallycool]

Morning?

Wait. Early? Geez, I really need to fix my watch. Did I wake you up, bro?

[afuckingmerican]

kindofcoolasfuck started following you

[afuckingmerican]

Good evening, miss!

[teoricallycool]

'Evening, pal! What's up?