this city is at war , scar

[clayton nathaniel griggs]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] bless the young and rich with designer drugs and designer friends The Words: 384 The Outfit: here The Notes finally got it done! it's a tad bit short and pathetic, i promise it'll get better(: Clayton had called his good friend Scarlett around noon telling her she should accompany him to the club tonight. They always went out on Saturday nights together to the club ever since they had met at the Academy last year. Clay enjoyed being around the elegant looking girl, spending time with her inspired his joking side and made his diabolical mind turn and plan. He had been reeking havoc with her for two years now and had never had a boring moment, so he was excited for this evening as he dressed. Clay wasn't a very picky or stylish person, so he tended to pick close out of his closet; sniffing them to make sure they were clean and threw them on. Today, that seemed to be a very dark outfit; black skinny jeans, a black t-shirt and a pair of black and gray Nikes. He showered quickly, washing the important areas, then threw his clothes on. After combing out his short, dark hair, throwing the comb on the bathroom counter and walked out. He took his phone out and sent another message to Scar as he sprawled out across his unmade bed. Clay had decided that he'd take out Scar before they went to the club. When he had finally finished getting ready and informing Scarlett of his decisions, he grabbed his car keys and headed for the door of his apartment. He left and walked down the long hall and made his way into the elevator. He pushed the button, and the little one glowed orange. Clay left the building and walked through the parking garage and unlocked his car when it was in his line of sight. He climbed into his black BMW and turned it on then flipped through the stations until he found one that was decent. Clay nodded his head along with the beat as he drove towards Scar's place. It didn't take long for him to get there, Clay tended to drive a bit too fast at times. And as he pulled up in front of the building he pulled out his phone and scrolled through his contacts. After finding her name, Clay clicked the little green button and called her. Smiling as he heard her voice on the other line he said, "Hey sweet thang, I'm outside!" created by ADE! Pb-ified by WILL

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[scarlett neveah vayro]

The fact that she had Clayton as a friend meant that she could do whatever she wanted, sure there were a few moments when she hadn’t seen him but she was once again ready to go out with him. Ready to have a crazy night and ready to just let loose and have fun. She felt like she hadn’t done that in a while and now was the time because Clayton always brought out the devilish side in her and she loved that she had a friend who did that. So when she received a text from Clay that afternoon, she wasted no time into getting ready. Sure it was only noon, but hey a girl had to prepare herself right?

She hadn’t felt sexy in a while and so was doing her very best to look good that night, not only for herself but for Clay as well, she liked looking good for the guy she was with at that time. She wasn’t going to get ready straight away but another text from Clayton suggested otherwise. Rolling her eyes with a small smile though, she set him a quick reply and hurried into the shower so that she could get ready quickly. Once out of the shower, her hair wrapped inside a towel, she opened her wardrobe, eyes searching each article of clothing as she wondered what she could wear.

Well, she had no idea where he was taking her first, so she decided on something casual. A white top was thrown over her body as she began to blow dry her hair and work on her make up for the next few minutes. Music was blasting from her IPod, playing something that she hadn’t heard in a while. Walking around in her top she found a nice pair of jeans to go with and moved her way over to her shoe area, raising an eyebrow at each one of them and wondering if she would be able to walk in her heels that night. Shrugging her shoulders, she carried a black one in her hands, her fingers casually around the straps as she made her way over to her bed.

Smiling as her phone rang, she turned her IPod off quickly before answering with a smile once she saw the name. “Well you’re gonna have to wait for a bit sweet thang, I’m still getting ready!” She chuckled and with the phone between her shoulder and cheek, she began to wonder if she should take another set of clothes with her. “OK, first things first, where are you taking me now, because I’m not sure if I should wear my party clothes now or bring it with me and change later. Tell me your plans man!” She let out a musical laugh, shaking her head as she picked out a black dress.

word count| 474!
outfit| for now!
thoughts| I'm so sorry this is late!