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Post by Abigail Williams on Jan 29, 2008 19:01:59 GMT -5
As Abigail returned from her first group session, she noticed that there was someone moving around in her room. "Damn it! A freaking roommate...fanatastic," she mumbled as she entered into the room. She quickly v-lined it to her bed and sat abruptly with a huff.
"So I guess you're my new roommate? What's your name?" Abigial tried to make her voice sound pleasant, but there was still a hint of sarcasm underneath.
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Post by Hayley Murdock on Jan 29, 2008 19:09:05 GMT -5
Let the Flames begin."Hayley." She looked over at the girl. She looked crazy. Not exactly..fun? I guess you could use that word. "You?" Hayley sat down on her bed, taking a cigarette out of the pack laying on her bed. She quickly lit it and took a long drag. "You don't mind, do you?" She asked, asking about the cigarette.
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Post by Abigail Williams on Jan 29, 2008 19:26:13 GMT -5
"It's Abigail and no I don't mind." Abigail inhaled the secondhand smoke coming from across the room. It had been three days since her last cigarette and she was really itching for a drag. "Can I bum one of those off of you?" she asked pointing at the pack of cigarettes on her bed. "Where are you from?" She tried to soften her face so she didn't look so ambivilant, but wonder if that made her look more psychotic.
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Post by Hayley Murdock on Jan 29, 2008 19:31:55 GMT -5
Let the Flames begin."Sure." Hayley tossed her the pack and continuted. "Houston." She frowned slightly, taking a long drag on her cigarette. OOC:// Sorry it's short. I have to go for about an hour. Going shopping. ^_^ I'll be back though. : )
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Post by Abigail Williams on Jan 29, 2008 19:48:01 GMT -5
Abigail caught the pack and pulled out a cigarette. Holding that cigarette felt better than opening presents on Christmas day. She placed it in her mouth and searched through her pockets for a lighter. Technically, she wasn't supposed to have it because she wasn't eighteen and that was the age limit for smoking. But somehow she was able to smuggle it pass the nurses. She lit the end of the cigarette and inhaled. She tossed the pack back to Hayley and slowly exhaled. "God, thank you. I've been needing this for a while." Abigail smiled. Finally she had something that was familiar. "I'm from Salt Lake City, right next door I suppose. My parents dropped me here about a week ago. Supposedly I'm suffering from depression and self-mutilation." Abigail raised the sleeve of her sweat shirt to reveal her scares. Then her face went red. She had a problem of revealing too much too fast.
"What about you? What brings you here?"
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Post by Hayley Murdock on Jan 29, 2008 21:31:51 GMT -5
Let the Flames begin."Hahaa. You're welcome." She shrugged her thin shoulders slightly and continued, "My mom brings me a few packs a week. Well.. she will. I haven't been here for a week. Today's my second day." Hayley flinched slightly, not really wanting to see bunches of scars. She had plenty herself from a while back. She figured it was stupid. And wasn't as easy as not eating. "Anorexia." She said, poking her flat stomach. "I've been anorexic since I was.. 13 or 14." She paused for a few seconds, waiting for her reply. She took a long drag on her cigarette and blew the smoke out of the corner of her mouth. finishing her cigarette, she smashed it against the wall, putting it out and then tossed it to the ground. She'd pick it up.. sometime.
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Post by Abigail Williams on Jan 29, 2008 22:08:04 GMT -5
"Huh, that sucks. I had a friend who was anorexic. Parents shipped her away too and I never saw or heard from her again. " Abigail crossed her legs in front of her on the bed, She took one more drag, leaving enough for a reburn later after dinner, and tucked it into her pillow case. "So why anorexia? Were you like a chubby kid or something?" Abigail tilted her head back against the wall waiting for Hayley to respond.
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Post by Hayley Murdock on Jan 29, 2008 22:12:14 GMT -5
Let the Flames begin.Hayley watched the girl with amusment as she put out her cigarette. "When I was 10, I feel in love with modeling, and then relized I was too chubby." She paused for a moment, sighing and then continued, "When I was..oh.. 13 or 14, there was a school seminar about it. And I relized I could be skinny by doing that." She shrugged. "I didn't really think it was a big deal. Until I colapsed at a photoshoot and I had to be sent to the emergency room." She laid down on her lumpy bed, her cheek resting on the palm of her hand. "Why'd you cut?" She asked, curious.
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Post by Abigail Williams on Jan 29, 2008 22:21:00 GMT -5
Abigail pulled up her sleeve again and touched one of the scars. "It's punishment for not saving my sister's life." She closed her eyes tight, trying to fight back tears. Last thing she wanted anyone to see is her weakness. "We were out doing our nightly jog and some asshole thinking he was sober hit the back of us. I just got clipped, broke my arm. But my little sister got the brunt of it. Hit straight on. I tried to get over to her to help her, but I couldn't move, I was pinned between the curb and the car. All I could do is watch her lay there, under the car, bleeding to death..." Abigail let the end of the sentence trail off. She shook her head and wiped the dampness from her eyes.
"So what magazine would I see your picture in?"
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Post by Hayley Murdock on Jan 29, 2008 22:27:11 GMT -5
Let the Flames begin.Hayley frowned, listening to her story. "Well, it's not your fault. It's not your fault some asshole was drunk and couldn't take a cab." Hearing her question, she made a face that was like.. 'ehhh,' "I've only been in one magazine. Vouge. And only once." She frowned and continued, "They said I was too big for thier magazine after my fist job with them. Jerks." A small laugh escaped her lips and she sighed, remembering that day. 'We're sorry. You just are a little too big for our taste. We won't be calling you again.' Those were probably the worst words anyone had ever told her.
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Post by Abigail Williams on Jan 29, 2008 22:33:29 GMT -5
"Geez louise, how freaking skinny to you have to be? If I blew hard enough, I think I could make you fall over." Abigail let out a laugh. She purposely ignored Hayley's reassurance that the accident wasn't her fault, but she didn't and wouldn't believe it. It should have been her that died that day. She knew it and her parents wished for it.
"I promise I'm not psychotic, just confused." Abigail was trying to be sincere. If Hayley was going to be her roommate, she might be her only chance at a friendship and she didn't want to scare her away.
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Post by Hayley Murdock on Jan 29, 2008 22:42:36 GMT -5
Let the Flames begin."Aparently less than 95 pounds." She laughed slightly. "Hahahaaa. Sure you ain't pysco? I mean, this place if full of them." She was just kidding. She could tell that this girl.. her name had slipped her mind.. ABIGAIL! That's it.. Maybe.. wasn't completely whako. Or maybe she was? Oh well.. did it matter? Nope. Hayley was pretty sure she was going to make many psyco friends. She'd have to get used to it.
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Post by Abigail Williams on Jan 29, 2008 22:57:39 GMT -5
Abigail joined in the laughter. "I guess you might have to sleep with one eye open because you never know." She gave Hayley a wink. Then uncrossed her legs and stood up. "I'm thirsty, you wanna go to the cafeteria for a diet coke?"
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Post by Hayley Murdock on Jan 29, 2008 23:03:16 GMT -5
Let the Flames begin.Hayley laughed at her and said "Well, that might take sometime perfecting." She stood up and walked towards the door. "Yeah. I'm really thisty. Where is the cafiteria? Haven't had the need to go there." She laughed softly. They had been giving her food and she just threw it away. Food was gross. What's the point in it? It just makes you fat.
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Post by Abigail Williams on Jan 29, 2008 23:16:54 GMT -5
"It's just down stairs. Come on I will show you." Abigail started for the door hoping she would be followed. She liked Hayley and thought their personailities meshed well together. She looked over her shoulder back at her new roommate and half jokingly said, "Well, if they every give you any chocolate, stash it away because it's going to be a bitch trying not to smoke and get caught."
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