angela146
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OOC: Two characters, Angie and Cheryl, both bi-sexual women. Looking for someone to play the role of "Cheryl".
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IC:
Angie heard the repeated ringing of her front doorbell. It was midnight and she had just gone to bed with a good book.
Throwing her silk robe over her pajammas, she went downstairs as quickly as she could. She peeked out the front window. Cheryl's car was in the driveway.
Angie wasn't surprized. Cheryl was her closest friend and one of the very few people who might show up suddenly late at night. Her jerk of a husband had probably broken her heart one too many times.
She opened the door.
Cheryl had a suitcase in one hand and an overnight bag in the other. Tears were running down her cheeks.
"Come on in, Cher," Angie said as she opened the door. Before Cheryl could ask, she said, "Don't worry, you're not interrupting. I'm alone. No hot date tonight."
Closing the door and setting the bags aside, Angie wrapped her arms around Cheryl, letting her cry on her shoulder. "Are you OK? He didn't hurt you, did he?"
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IC:
Angie heard the repeated ringing of her front doorbell. It was midnight and she had just gone to bed with a good book.
Throwing her silk robe over her pajammas, she went downstairs as quickly as she could. She peeked out the front window. Cheryl's car was in the driveway.
Angie wasn't surprized. Cheryl was her closest friend and one of the very few people who might show up suddenly late at night. Her jerk of a husband had probably broken her heart one too many times.
She opened the door.
Cheryl had a suitcase in one hand and an overnight bag in the other. Tears were running down her cheeks.
"Come on in, Cher," Angie said as she opened the door. Before Cheryl could ask, she said, "Don't worry, you're not interrupting. I'm alone. No hot date tonight."
Closing the door and setting the bags aside, Angie wrapped her arms around Cheryl, letting her cry on her shoulder. "Are you OK? He didn't hurt you, did he?"