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| Farah Jamison | Feb 8 2007, 08:12 PM Post #1 |
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![]() 11:46 AM and I feel like I'm dying, After a night of a lot of work I was ready to just go to bed right about this time from how tired I was, But I couldn't get no sleep..I had too much shit on my mind to sleep, and all I could think about was just taking a breather outside and feeling it hit me all over. Although I never expected it to be this cold out..not that it mattered to me really as I needed this walk to distract me from the real world, just needed a moment of alonetime, a moment to just think about everything. I zip up my jacket all the way up to my neck feeling the breeze of the chilly Philly air hit my face, I tense up after feeling it hit me and I can't help but place both hands inside my Baby phat jacket. It felt like knives were sticking into my face all over, But I continued walking around the park looking all over the place, The winter was taking a toll of things and nearly everything was dead, Although the annoying little pigeons were out scaring the crap out of me like all ways, can't help it really..birds are evil little creatures of hell. I saw the kids play around paying no mind that it was hella cold outside..damn! Those were the days..when you just walked around without a care in the world, when you didn't take shit seriously and just played around with your buddies. I remember those days were when I was young and I didn't have a care in the world and everything was just "Fun", but soon I learned that life wasn't what I expected it to be. My childhood wasn't what you call a real one in the first place. My father left my mother right after I was born from what I was told by my drunken whore of a mother..and at the age of 7 my mother left me in the care of nuns, who by the way beat the crap out of me with a God damn ruler whenever I got my self into some sort of trouble. Then they got tired after breaking all the rulers on my hand sent me packing to a foster home...I ended up going from foster home to foster home and never managed to stay in one for too long as my attitude all ways got me in a heap of trouble. All my life I had to fight my way to getting what I wanted, I never thought I would amount to much either...even though I dressed up a lot and by spending my money on clothes I didn't eat at times. "The Glam Queen" Is what everyone gave me around my old block, "Oh there goes Farah looking bombs!" for a girl who grew up in New Orleans with practically nothing at all and in different homes that was something different. I flick my hair to the back and I look around the park, my heels ticked as I took a step on the pavement floor and I look to my left to see a bum drinking in a bench..Freaking bums! instead of trying to make a change in his life he's there sitting down in a bench drinking away his sorrow of why he is the way he is now, That's why I never give out money to them cause they will just go buy some damn liquor. I roll my eyes away from that man and I continue my walk along the park. A few minutes later I could hear the very same man I just rolled my eyes from following me and yelling obscenities my way like I was some piece of meat that he just had to prowl. I continue my walk and I can sense that he's right behind me hissing at me while he drinks away his cheap liquor. Finally having enough to deal with that drunk I decide to turn around and face the bastard so I could be left alone, I mean fuck I was trying to have some freaking alone time and this mother fucker comes up in me disturbing my peace. I swear now I could see why people love to harass them in the first place..the only thing was that if he steps up to me before taking his drunken ass far far away from me, I gonna have to mess up a perfectly good pair of Gucci shoes on his head. I walk up to him and he notices me near him, He stops his walking and then motions his head like he's checking me out or basically like he just saw the gates of heaven open up before his eyes. Farah: What the fuck is your problem? you aint got something better to do with your sorry excuse of a human being ass than to walk around this damn park following me around like I'm some kind of...like I'm that damn liquor of yours that got away from your lips! He looked like he was about to say something, but I cut his ass off because I was in a bad ass mood all ready and needed to take out my anger on someone. I guess not having sex for a while will do that to you..shit I remember when I was without sex from countless of times, That's right..Farah Jamison, Miss Maneater was one of those girls men like to call "Prunes" or "Tease" I basically only gave it up to the guy I was with at the time..and I hated all those girls who were like what I am now. What was I? A ho..someone who just slept around with men for the thrill of it? That wasn't all I was about, Shit I still had feelings and of course I'm still looking for that special someone that will sweep me off my feet and take me to his penthouse. But since that fella is not showing his head yet..I'm gonna have my fun until then. Though that damn Julian Dark was some yummy piece of man meat..and he really seem to dig me, let's see where that will take us as we got distracted from even starting something between us cause of Eric Harris stepping in my office...which freaking reminds me to get a lock on that damn door, or maybe a sign that says KNOCK BEFORE ENTERING. People can be so rude at times..Just like this bum mother fucker standing next to be still holding his drink in his hands. Farah: Go get yourself a fucking job and stop hanging around places where people comute..don't you know they're children all over this place with you sticking up the environment! Drunk: Damn young blood..why you gotta play me like that?..I just wanted to give you..some...some of this ghetto love sweets..ya know ya want it. I put a face of disgust and try not to vomit all over the place..again these are a pair of expensive shoes I got on. Farah: Not in even in your wildest dreams you will get someone that looks like me to give you "Ghetto love" you are some pathetic drunk ass fool bumming the streets when he should be doing something with his life instead of drinking. I take his liquor and throw in the ground in a burst of rage, he looks at me like I didn't just do that and I give him an angry glare to see if he's gonna do something about it. Farah: What you should do is go get a fucking job and stop drinking away your life... Shit this is exactly what my grandmother told my mom right before she took me in her arms and left me in that place, then right after that I never saw her again in my life..my grandmother never liked me, and was basically the one who made my mom get rid of me. not that I care anymore, that was a long time ago and now I am a grown ass woman..with a fucking career at hand, and a company to run. I look at that bum and I kick in him down where the sun don't shine, I don't know exactly why I kicked him when I started to feel sorry for him, but I just felt like it really. I see him go down and I start laughing before I spit at his face because he disgusted me too, I walk away from him with a huge smile on my face after doing that and I get back inside my red Porsche. Farah: I guess the fun is over for today, So I should take my ass back to work. I get back inside my car and I drive back to the PDW offices. I arrive there about 30 minutes later since I stopped by 711 for an orange soda and some nachos, I was a bit hungry by around that time. I get out of my car and go inside the place, I walk over to the girl at the front desk so she can tell everyone that I was back just in case they needed to see me. I walk back into my room and I could see that someone was all ready waiting for me inside.... TBC..By anyone |
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| Darkness | Feb 9 2007, 03:11 PM Post #2 |
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~~~Harris is leaning against the desk of Farah.~~~ ::Harris:: Hello Ms Farah. |
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| Farah Jamison | Feb 9 2007, 04:45 PM Post #3 |
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I walk inside my room and I quickly see Eric Harris "Darkness" Leaning on my desk, I tend to wonder how long has he been waiting for me here as I was away for quite a while. I go over my desk and drop my purse on it and then focus my attention to Eric who was looking at me still. Farah: (Smiling) What can I do for you Eric dear? and how long have you been waiting for me? |
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| Darkness | Feb 9 2007, 04:54 PM Post #4 |
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Well, I just wanted to basically say thank you for the tag match on Disclosure this week. It is grately appricatied. ~~~Harris then walks over and closes the door to Farah's office and locks it.~~~ And I havent been waiting very long. Maybe a half an hour or so. Long enough to catch up on my reading. ~~~Harris then walks back over to the desk and pulls out Farah's chair for her and watches as she looks down and sitting on her chair is a single rose.~~~ |
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| Farah Jamison | Feb 9 2007, 05:02 PM Post #5 |
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My eyes widen and then I look over to Harris who had a smile on his face as I picked up the rose with one hand. I take it close to my nose and breath the sweet aroma that came from it. I then place the single rose down on the table and sit down on my seat. I cross my legs and I look up to Harris with a smile on my face. Farah: I don't know if this was from you, but if it was..it was a very nice touch. I take the rose to my hand once again and look at it. Farah: A real nice touch..but hey Eric, you don't need to thank me for the match. I just want you to go out there and show everyone what your all about. |
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| Darkness | Feb 9 2007, 05:10 PM Post #6 |
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::Harris:: Oh I plan on doing just that Farah. But frankly, you didnt have to give me the match. But well, I can't say that I wasnt upset by the way Dynamic treated you last week. Ya know, when I asked for the match and all. I just...something inside of me clicked when I found out that he disrespected you like that. And for some reason, for the first time... ~~~Harris leans over the shoulder of Farah and gets close to her ear and begins whispering.~~~ ::Harris:: ....in a long time, that I have felt that reaction towards a female. And for the record, it was. |
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| Farah Jamison | Feb 9 2007, 05:19 PM Post #7 |
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I lean in closer to what he was saying, Not that I wasn't able to hear it, but I just wanted to get a little bit closer. Farah: Is that so?..and what kind of reactions do I bring out of you Eric? I smile widely and turn my face to look at him up close. |
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| Darkness | Feb 9 2007, 05:22 PM Post #8 |
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~~~Harris takes his hand and softly brushes away the hair from in front of Farah's face.~~~ ::Harris:: Frankly, I feel that instead of words, why not just use actions. After all, I have always seemed to let my actions talk for themselves. ~~~Harris then softly kisses the lips of Farah and then draws back to see her reaction. ::Harris:: And I was wondering, would you do the honor of joining me for dinner? |
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| Farah Jamison | Feb 9 2007, 05:29 PM Post #9 |
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I touch my lips and stay silent for a second, I really didn't know how to react to it all, but I'm not gonna say I didn't enjoy it either. I get up from my chair and I walk across it still not looking at Eric Harris directly. I flick my hair to the back and once again I touch my lips and I finally return the look to Harris. Farah: I would like that..as I've had an unfriendly day, and you showing up here is like a breath of fresh air to me |
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| Darkness | Feb 9 2007, 05:35 PM Post #10 |
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~~~Harris then stands up straight as he was still leaning on the back of Farah's chair. He then adjusts his suit coat, as this is also the first time we have seen Harris in a suit. And then he picks the rose up once more. He then walks over to Farah and then goes to hand her the rose. There is a knock on the door as he lets the rose fall at Farah's feet. Harris then walks over and opens the door long enough for us to see a dozen roses pass through the door way to Harris's hands. He nods as in sayin "Thank You." and then closes and locks the door yet again. He then spins around and extends the dozen to Farah.~~~ ::Harris:: Im glad you said that because had you not, well, then I might have felt that all this work was for nothing at all. For you, my beauty. |
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| Farah Jamison | Feb 9 2007, 05:45 PM Post #11 |
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I my eyes widen even more as he hands over to me the dozen roses, They were certainly quite beautiful and I couldn't help but keep smiling. He certainly knew how to impress a lady Farah: I don't know what to say Eric..other than they're beatiful. I'm not sure if he was possitive that would have accepted his invitation which left me thinking a bit, but no matter I all ready had said yes and there was no turning back. Plus any man that is sweet enough to buy a woman flowers and go out of his way to impress her deserves a least a dinner date. Farah: (Smiling) So where you planning to take your boss eh? Better be somewhere expensive because I don't do Red Lobster or Taco Bell! |
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| Darkness | Feb 9 2007, 05:52 PM Post #12 |
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~~~Harris smiles and snaps his fingers.~~~ ::Harris:: And just when Taco Bell begins running their special too! ~~~Harris then smiles a joking smile and walks over to Farah. He lifts his sunglasses and looks deep into her eyes.~~~ :Harris:: Well, I was thinking more towards someplace quiet. Some place nice. Dare I say someplace romantic. How about the Olive Garden? |
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| Farah Jamison | Feb 9 2007, 05:57 PM Post #13 |
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Farah: Olive garden sounds nice..let me just set this flowers next to the ones Julian sent me. I knew that comment might have hurted a little bit, but hey a girl has to let everyone know that she was single and that she had other options on the card. I put the dozen roses in the vase next to the other roses and I smile looking at them..two pair of dozen roses, from two different guys..I must be doing something right. Farah: All right, Let me grab my purse and we can be on our way! |
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| Darkness | Feb 9 2007, 06:44 PM Post #14 |
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~~~Harris waits while Farah does this. After she finishes, he extends his arm out so that she can wrap hers in his and leads her out of the room. Harris continues to hold the doors for her as they exit the room. Camera then fades to black.~~~ |
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