- let's run away somewhere we can be free ,

[orlando patton]

[classy=OrlandoB1]To every girl that I meet here this is what I say:[/classy]
[classy=OrlandoB2]Run run run away, run away baby, Before I put my spell on you, You better get get get away get away darling, 'Cause everything you heard is true, Your poor little heart will end up alone, 'Cause lord knows I'm a rolling stone, So you better run run run away run away baby - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -.[/classy]
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, vertical-align: top;][classy=OrlandoI][classy=OrlandoImg][/classy][classy=OrlandoI2] TAGGED: Haley/Courtney STATUS: Finished WORDS: 864 OUTFIT: Jeans and a T-shirt LYRICS: Are from "Runaway Baby" by Bruno Mars CREDIT: This thread layout was made by SASS and only sass should be using it because if you use it too then that's stealing and I'll be pissed off and will sick an alpha on your ass. So don't do it. [/classy][/classy]

[atrb=valign,top][classy=OrlandoP1]Orlando dug through his suitcase pulling out anything that he didn’t need to be taking with him to Niagra Falls, it was probably a little dangerous to be taking things out since his habit of packing for work-travel was basically “grab suitcase and go” style. The plan was to leave everything laying on his bed though so when he got back he could just shove it all back into the suitcase and he wouldn’t have to worry about forgetting anything. He hated packing, it was something he did as little as he could manage by sticking with the theory of “if it’s already in there then I don’t have to pack it again later” and never really taking anything out except when washing clothes. They went right back in after though so it wasn’t like he didn’t ever take anything out. Of course what was in his suitcase was a mix-up of his things, anton’s things, and well things that belonged to the other guys he commonly worked with. They had bad habits of just raiding each other’s suitcases when they could instead of shopping. Kept new stuff going in and out of their suitcases so they weren’t all wearing the same outfits all the time. Looking at the pile on his bed of random crap he shook his head a little and folded up the clothes piling the miscellaneous other stuff beside it and then checked what he’d left in the case making sure it was packed away neatly so he wouldn’t be a walking bum for the weekend with wrinkled clothes and nothing that matched. Pulling the zipper around to close it up he glanced around his room snagging one of the hooded sweatshirts tossing it on top of the suitcase and a regular jacket followed it to wait for him to put into the car. He was taking a trip with a girl he’d met online, probably not the safest decision but if she turned out to be some sort of killer he hoped she’d at least wait till after he got to see the falls since he hadn’t been there in a few years and this was the first time he was just going to the area as a tourist instead of working. It would be nice to take even a weekend vacation and while he didn’t really know the girl he was going with that didn’t make it any less exciting to have company for this trip. Maybe they’d be friends and maybe he could win her over with a little flirting and make the weekend even more fun. Grabbing the stuff and his phone he headed out to his car loading the stuff in the trunk he shot her a quick text to let her know he was on his way so she’d know to be ready. She’d mentioned something about sharing her car with people she lived with so he’d offered to pick her up. Following the directions he’d gotten to the house he pulled into the end of the driveway and climbed out of the car hitting the button for the trunk as he texted her again to let her know he was right outside. He could have gone up to knock on the door but the last time he’d knocked on a door he’d gotten punched in the face by the guy who answered so he didn’t really do that much anymore. His phone rang as he waited for her to come out and he glanced at the screen groaning as he debated on taking the call or not since he wasn’t not letting his manager ruin this weekend by saying “hey Orlando hop on a plane for me and go to france” or something. It stopped ringing and he moved to put it back into his pocket when it started going off again and this time his groan was louder. ”Oh come on…” he mumbled and hit the answer button glancing toward the house hoping he wouldn’t have to tell this girl they wouldn’t be going. ”Yeah what’s up?” he answered not exactly feeling like being nice at the moment. ”Orlando, glad you chose to answer before I had to call 8,000 times. Listen before you get huffy I’m not sending you anywhere right now it’s for next weekend but we need an answer now or they’re going to get someone else in for the show. You available?” considering it and stubbing his toe against the back tire he nodded to himself. ”Yeah next weekend I’m free…Where at?” he asked curious where he’d be going for this one. ”Japan, you’ll need to leave Wednesday afternoon.” came the answer and Orlando sighed. ”Alright fine Wednesday afternoon can I get back to what I was doing now?” he asked and got a “yeah have fun” before hanging up and turning to open the trunk of his car for the girl to put her stuff in. ”Sorry about that…work thing…promise the whole weekend won’t be me on my cell.” he told her with a smile and offered a hand. ”I’m Orlando…we talked online but re-introducing is always a good thing.” he said his tone friendly and upbeat. [/classy]

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[COURTNEY FLURRIE]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][/style][atrb=style, width: 525px; border-bottom: 20px #333C39 solid, bTable] WHATEVER I DO, STAY BY MY SIDE ‘cause baby it’s always better with you [style=height: 310px; width: 250px; margin-right: -520px; font-size: 8.5px; font-family: tahoma; text-align: justify; line-height: .9; text-transform: lowercase; overflow: auto; scrollbar-base-color:#A36954; color: #0000]the job seemed drone like as she flipped the pizza into the air for eight hours, spreading the same sauce but allowing herself to be a little creative when making the toppings. no one would ever notice that the layer of cheese was hiding designs, letters and names written in different toppings but she knew and that was good enough. finally being released from her job, courtney made her way out of the building and strolled the streets with a smile on her face. she was not sure why she was so eager to get away from the town that was devouring her soul. it was all about school work and with a recently submitted essay on her mind, courtney was in need of a vacation. approaching the house after only a ten minute walk, she stepped into the house to see the two boys in the living room but her best friend seemed to be missing. literally just poking her head into the kitchen, she noticed the backside of her friend standing over a stove in the typical after class position, ”hey hotstuff, remember i’m not eating you guys tonight”

[/b] she spoke, winking when her friend turned around and then heading up the steps to her room. the packing had been rather slow to the point that everything was laid out in her room but nothing was actually set in the suitcase. with a glance to the clock, courtney figured that she had a couple of minutes of thought about what to bring before she had to actually execute the action of folding. ”hey mel!?’[/b] she called from the bedroom, listening to the sound of her friend’s footsteps before grinning, ”short skirt or short dress?”[/b] she asked picking up both outfits and waiting for her friend’s opinion on the final attire. this would be the night outfit and courtney agreed with the idea of a dress as it seemed classy but still had the partier look to it. grinning, she tossed it into the suitcase along with the other articles of clothing that would be used throughout the small vacation that she was taking. all of her travel documents were nestled together and she was ready to escape myrtle beach if only for a few period of time.

she spent a few minutes talking to her best friend, worrying over her final grade on the last submitted essay and giving some girl talk about the boy that courtney would be riding with to canada. the rules and a small talk were given but courtney just rolled her eyes and nodded, ”hey hey, he’s not some killer..i don’t think, and even if he was, at least it’s a cute one?”[/b] she said with a shrug of her shoulder and then glanced down to her vibrating phone. the exchange of numbers had occurred online and she nodded to it, replying with a simple, can’t wait as though it was a date coming. she wrapped her arms around her best friend, giving her a squeeze and a kiss on the cheek before chuckling, ”just incase he does turn out to be a killer…nick gets the stereo, you get the rest of my closet.”[/b] she said, trying to make the situation a little more comical rather than a huge lecture about the dangers about getting into a car with strangers. her phone vibrated only minutes later and she raised an eyebrow, getting off her bed and doing a quick check over for everything that she needed. her duffel bag was zipped up and now slung over her shoulder as she blew her friend a kiss and made her way down the steps, giving nick a small hair ruffle and proceeded to kiss her other roommate on the cheek before flicking him in the head. she was finished with her goodbyes and made her way out the door, raising an eyebrow to the sight that she saw.

moving down the sidewalk, she waited for the phone call to end and just listened from her side, dropping her bag into the trunk when it was opened, her own phone being flipped in the hand that was not holding onto her messenger bag. the thing was her life, containing sketchpads, a book or two and her laptop to continually check on her grades. ”hmm, I suppose not, so hand it over.”[/b] she said with a wink but an outstretch hand meant that she was serious, ”usually it is. i’m courtney but i figure that you could already guess that.”[/b] as she stepped to the passenger side, slipping into the seat and slipping her phone into the pocket of her bag before pulling out her sketch pad for when the moment arose. ”thank you again for doing this, but please don’t murder me until I atleast see canada, if you are the kind of guy.”[/b] which with a glance from top to bottom, she could see that he was not. her entire goal was not to be flirty, she was not planning on hooking up with anyone unless they were especially good looking, her entire goal was to see a new country. though the nation was close to her own in likeness, it was still somewhere that she had never been. ”and who knows, maybe I can talk you out of killing me. i am adorable after all.”[/b], giving a modest smile to contrast against her words. flipping the book open, she turned to look at him, ”and congrats, you are my unwilling subject for a portrait, good thing you can’t really move too much when driving..”[/b] she said, giving his features a glance for a moment before applying pencil to paper, going lightly across the page in an attempt to not have to erase too much or make a big mess in the process[/div][/center][/td][/tr][/table][/center]

THIS POST IS THE PERFECT AND INCREDIBLE SASS WITH HER CHARACTER, ORLANDO

[/COLOR]. THIS POST TURNED OUT TO BE 968[/B] WORDS. MUSE METER IS FULL[/B] AND COURTNEY IS WEARING THIS[/URL][/COLOR]. ANYTHING TO BE SAID ABOUT THIS POST IS FADFDS SO ADORABLE THESE TWO..ARE...YEA...[/B][/div][/center]