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Post by SIENNA PAXON on Dec 6, 2012 9:47:52 GMT -5
[style=width:240px; height: 240px; background: url(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mem5x7Fgq41rmhk3vo5_250.png);] like I'm venus, you're mars [style=letter-spacing: 3px;]in the milky way [/style]
Sienna yawned a little as she approached the radio station. Interviews and what not. Blegh. There were bits she hated about being a singer and facing the media was certainly one of them. It was still dark outside when she arrived and the air was frigid enough that she could see her breath and the car windows looked like she had pulled a Titanic in them. Pulling her thick hoodie around her rather tiny frame, Sienna grabbed two cups of hot chocolate and made her way into the radio station. She wasn't scheduled to do her interview for about an hour but according to rumors there was a British guy with a deep voice here that she was a little interested in meeting. In fact, she'd had the pleasure of chatting him up online about two weeks prior to having the interview scheduled. She was hoping he was around but if not, at least had two hot chocolates to warm her thoroughly frozen body. Stepping inside, she gave reception a smile as if she belonged there and went the the elevator's, checking out the directory posted between the two of them. She didn't have a lot to go on and was probably going to seem like a stalker but if she got that vibe from him, she'd just walk away. As someone approached, she turned towards them. "Excuse me. Can you tell me where I can find Nathan?" She asked, hoping that there weren't too many Nathan's working in the building and if there were multiple ones, hopefully there was only on British one.
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Post by nathan on Dec 7, 2012 2:06:21 GMT -5
there was one thing in particular that nathan didn't necessarily enjoy as far as life went. well, besides petroleum jelly and squash. waking up early was something entirely too difficult to do for nate. he was not only a heavy sleeper, but probably certifiably addicted to sleep as well, if that was even a thing. nothing could get between that boy and his sleep, not even three alarm clocks sounding off simultaneously. it finally took ripping off all of his sheets and throwing a wet washcloth in his face to finally do the trick. after that, despite all of his efforts, he was still unable to fall back asleep - go figure, right? after a quick shower and putting on whatever he could find that was still clean (hopefully), he was out of the apartment in ten minutes flat - a record for him. by the time he had made it to his work building, he was fully awake and ready to start the day. sort of. he gave the receptionists a slight nod and a smile before making his way to the elevators, noticing a feminine figure standing between the two lifts. he wasn't about to be creepy and check her out, either. nope. of course not. "uhh.." he stammered when she began talking to him. "well, depends; usually you can find him in his office, but right now.." he paused, pretending to think for a moment, "he's in the lobby, near the elevators," he finished, chuckling to himself. okay, well, maybe he was chuckling at the girl, too, but he'd deny it in a heartbeat if she accused him of doing such a thing. his arms and chest had been punched and hit enough as of late, one more hit and he might turn to jelly. not literally, but you get the point.
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Post by SIENNA PAXON on Dec 11, 2012 12:24:27 GMT -5
[style=width:240px; height: 240px; background: url(http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mem5x7Fgq41rmhk3vo5_250.png);] like I'm venus, you're mars [style=letter-spacing: 3px;]in the milky way [/style]
Only one Nathan in the building it seemed. Thank goodness for that! Sienna’s relief was immediate when he didn’t ask ‘which one’. She was prepared to ask what floor his office was located at but her counterpart indicated he might be elsewhere and she waited patiently, blinking a bit at his answer. The small girl looked around them, searching for another person momentarily when his British accent dawned on her. She had two choices of action here. Acknowledge that he was the man she was looking for or play stupid. She chose the latter. That tended to me more amusing. Especially when people realized that you really weren’t stupid. ”Huh. Darn. Must have just missed him.” She said, sighing out as if she were disappointed. ”Well, I brought this cup of coffee for him but since I can’t seem to find him, would you like it?” She asked, giving him a slightly lopsided smirk as she offered the coffee cup to him, a devious twinkle in her eye.
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