run this town [adele]

[dillon]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/14e9a45.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, ( She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him --------------- ! ) dillon alexander cavalier, stood rather tall with brown hair, brown eyes and mistier, but not all of him was mistier, because he would tend to get angry or say stuff he didn’t find particularly important to the beings around riverside. this was why he’d rather be alone, because less complications. the only person he really needed was his sister alexandria cavalier. the two understood each other and played the same games. she was categorized as a ‘plastic,’ because of her sexual drive, and dillon should have been a player so to speak, but he liked low key better. one female being at this place tried a little too hard to piss him off and her name was adele something or other.. the last name didn’t matter she was just an object of his lust. the brunette was bored and creating a story in his head. he was dating cameron or as people knew her as cam cam, but he kept that under wraps so no one would know about the girl and the girl didn’t know she was an object as well. she was the perfect little innocent toy, but adele wasn’t innocent and she was on the mind, but not for lust today, maybe for an actual conversation? dillon was unsure yet. if she could go on without being immature and calling him dill pickle when he asked her not to maybe he could actually fill decent in front of her and have a one on one. time would go on to tell. his hair was long and his pride the comb stroked through it and he admired it when it was done tucking it behind his ears. he went over because he had a shower earlier around eleven and now it was about one in the afternoon... he pulled his jeans over his bottom half and then put on a white under tank and he got a dress shirt just ‘cause those were his addiction and buttoned it up. casually, once back at his dresser he sprayed on a spritz of cologne. the brunette locked up his dorm not caring where vinn or his girl were and took his key with him to get him back in his room. he made his way down to dorm one thirty. adele said her room was a mess but that was what roommates were for. he doubted someone with ocd would be able to stand someone with a habit of making the room messy, but...well he wasn’t going to correct. he ran a hand through his prized hair before he knocked on the door. a surprise visit? why the hell not neither of them had anything better to do he was sure. ♥ ♥ ♥ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY PANIC AT THE DISCO

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[dante]

I'm in the business of M I S E R Y.

LET'S TAKE IT FROM THE T O P

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Body like an H O U R G L A S S.

Adele Victoria Bickford walked into her room and shut the door silently behind her. It was about seven in the morning, and she was just getting back. She had been out at a party, and she had decided to take a detour on her way home. Now it was seven and her eyes could barely stay open. She took off her cloth es and picked up the pajamas she had stripped off earlier. With a haw spitting yawn she didn't even care to take off her make up or rubber bracelets as she popped open a Dr. Pepper and took a nice sip. Adele turned off her light and turned on her fan. Oh the comfort that came with the sound of her fan. It was said to be a bad habit she had picked up from her father who loved to keep it. She sighed softly as she sat down her bed and tucked the blankets nicely around her and fell asleep quickly. She fell into a light sleep, her brain knowing that she should be awake.

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Adele awoke to a sharp knock on her door. She already felt herself become cranky and agitated as she sat up. Her mouth; dry and parched was gone of lipstick, most of it probably on her pillow now. Some eyeliner remained along with remains of her deep black eyeshadow.Who the hell is knocking on my door? She thought a little agitated. Adele slightly pondered just ignoring it and going back to bed, but she was too curious for her own good.She stood and grabbed her Dr. Pepper as she walked to the door; and took a long sip as she opened it. "What do you want?"Adele said a little bit groggily. Sleep still making her feel warm. It was then she realized who it was.

Dillon Cavalier, it was. Adele set down her drink on the nearby table after a long drink. She wasn't surpised or shocked, but she was intrigued. It was only about twelve now, what could he want? Dillion was Adele's hook up. The two rarely spent actual time together. The most she knew about him was that he was super hot, and a nice hook up. Hell, she had only recently found out he had a sister. She let her eyes look him over, quite obviously. Once she returned to his eyes she gave him a cocky glance. "So, what do you want?" She leaned against the door frame. It didn't actually ever cross her mind that maybe he just wanted to talk, it wasn't her style. Neither did it cross her mind that she was standing in her shorts and tight shirt where anyone could see her. Adele wiped some of the sleep out of her eyes and moved back.

"If you want, come on in."

[/b]She made a sweeping gesture with her arm to take in the room. her room was dirty, the bed unmade and the clothes she had shed that morning were in a pile on the floor. Adele wasn't a clean freak like her roommate, who was out on break. She grabbed her drink and took the last gulp. Not everyone was perfectly OCD about things. Adele didn't think of the place as dirty; she knew where everything was. Well except for that tricky key who liked to run away on her..As of now it was locked away in her underwear drawer, hopefully no one would go through it.[/size][/blockquote]

Second chance's never M A T T ER.

PEOPLE NEVER CH A N G E!

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Once a whore nothing M O R E

Tagged;;Janet/w Dillion.
Outfit;; Click?!
Notes;;Not great, not awful?
Credits;;Madness, song to PARAMORE <3

[dillon]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 2em; -moz-border-radius: 2em; background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/14e9a45.jpg), width: 400px; height: 400px;] You're guaranteed to run this town Woah, Mona Lisa, I'd pay to see you frown He senses something, call it desperation Another dollar, another day And if she had the proper words to say, ( She would tell him But she'd have nothing left to sell him --------------- ! ) Dillon smoothed through his hair gain as he waited for the blonde to open the damn door like really she couldn’t hurry herself. He was coming to her door. What an awful host even if she didn’t know he was coming. The girl was kind of rude at all points even when Dillon could be rude he tried to keep civil, but she never did. Maybe, he’d just come and use her for sex and tune out her banter with the dill pickle crap and what not. He didn’t know much about her and her habits really well minus her sexual habits and her body. ”Good afternoon to you princess” he said with a smirk leaning against the door frame knowing it would possibly piss her off, but he was going to take the chance just this once, because it suited the situation perfectly. Normally, he would of walked in without invitation or questions to get his fix, but today well was a different day. A conversation couldn’t kill someone even if you were in fact sexing them. Dillon, was going to test this theory, because he was interested in conversation today. Though, sex did always have a nice ring to it he wasn’t lacking in that department. Adele wasn’t his one and only...he had other options and well he was super hot so, he didn’t blame anyone for wanting to be on this. The cocky glance made him roll his eyes a bit. ”I came over what does it matter what I want?” he asked raising a brow. It didn’t really matter did it. She was already out of bed and at the door. Sure, she could easily close it in his face, but not if she wanted to continue what they had going on...on. ”Waking up at noon...is for college students maybe you should slow down...you’re ahead of yourself” he taunted coming in as she moved back. Yeah, he didn’t exactly wait for the invitation and her sweeping gesture and he smirked. ”I’ll just take it as it’s too early for you” he said pointing to his feet in her room. He looked this place over it was dirty well her side of the room at least the other side was freakishly clean and the middle was a half and half? ”Did hurricane Adele hit your room?” he asked with a smirk just teasing her, because he thought it would be funny. It did look like it. He went and sat on the middle bed without really asking just chilling. ”So did you party a little too hard or what?” he asked referring to the hour and what not. ♥ ♥ ♥ template by hay shay ! @ caution 2.0 LYRICS BY PANIC AT THE DISCO

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