Tiffany Abel-Foxpaws
Mira day 3 - 2
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Picture and story credit to pdkjim aka Jim Tellervo.
With my hands on my hips and a look that could kill any man from 50 feet I see her, drinking MY coffee out of MY cup, just look at her, creased clothes, bags under her eyes that a hobo wouldn't even keep their shit in, she looks up from the cup and just stares at me, like she's better than me of all people, I'm a freaking superstar, the best of the best, who deserves the best and gets the best, because I AM the best. Then she gets right up in my face with a stupid fucking grin and says "Want a cup with me?" Ugh, this bitch thinks she can make my coffee, stick to your crappy dive bar cocktails, I roll my eye and walk past her with my shoulder brushing against her, hoping that knocks her tired ass enough for her to drop the coffee on the floor, I pour the coffee out into my second best cup cause the pale girl took my personal cup for herself, that bitch, I add some almond milk and 2 brown sugars and give it a mix in the cup, looking her dead in her puffy eyes, now that's how you make a cup of coffee, walking over to the sofa and sitting on it with my bare ass, crossing my legs watching her face as I take a sip of the sweet nectar and swallow it getting my much needed caffeine fix.
"Look Mira let's get something clear right now. I don't like you. And you obviously don't like me. So as soon as I'm done with my coffee and it's safe to go outside, I will be gone out of your hair...again, and we will never have to see each other...again. Got it?!" she bleats out at me like some kinda of parrot....wait...Again? What the fuck does she mean again? How the fuck does she know me? I knew it, this bitch IS a stalker. This pale little slut made me tell her where I was staying, just so she could watch me sleep, the fuckin' perv probably took pictures of me so she can sell them to the magazines, or to those disgusting websites that take megastars like me and make them look like they are doing things they would never do to other people. I get up of the sofa and march towards her as shes looking out of the window and yell at her "What the fuck do you mean again? Answer me you fucking skank".
Got nothing to say huh? That's what I fucking thought, I watch her as she places my coffee cup down, that's right bitch hands off my stuff, her body quickly turns towards me, before I get a chance to move back this whore puts her filthy hand on my throat and balls up her other fist and pulls me into her oily face and growls at me threw her gritted dirty teeth "You really don't remember me do you?!? How can you just forget who YOU are? You're not the stuck up little bitch you claim to be, you are not better than me or anyone else in this town, YOU ARE N...." before this clearly confused dumbass can finish what she was going to say a siren blares from the TV that turned itself on and starts to transmit, with the siren still blaring Little Miss Assault and Battery let's go of my throat and snaps at me "Don't ever call me a skank again, or next time there will be nothing stopping me from cutting you in places even the surgeons wont be able to save you from!" then she pushes me away as I lean against the wall looking at the T.V. ......Bitch couldn't even make me spill my coffee.
"THIS IS AN EMERGENCY BROADCAST......PLEASE STAND BY
Ladies and gentlemen, we have information of the current crisis running throughout the city. As an outbreak of incidents of mass numbers of the public being attacked by creatures of unknown origin, the creatures in question attack by biting their victims and feeding upon their flesh. Medical experts are saying if you are bitten by a one of these creatures, you are to isolate yourself at the earliest possible time. If anyone has been bitten they will show signs of infection including loss of energy, high fever, coughing, and bleeding from the eyes and nose, if you know of anyone who has any of these signs or has been bitten, it is imperative that they are isolated and contained as soon as possible. The CDC is being mobilized along side armed forces to help with the evacuation of the city, If you are not infected, you are advised to leave the city as soon as possible."
FUCK THAT, before the message had a chance to even repeat I put my coffee cup down and ran into the bedroom, grabbing my case from the corner of the room and dragging it to the bed, I quickly peel off my night dress and go through my case to see what I can quickly throw on. A pair of designer jeans and my custom made Ivan Johannson crop top hoodie, I find the first pair of socks I can get my hands on and slip them onto my tender feet, then I slip them into my best wedged ankle boots. I throw my night dress into the case and double check all of my clothes and cosmetics are in there, scanning each pocket I have everything, I slam the case shut and lock it up as quickly as I can. From the other room I hear that thug shouting "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!", I grab my case and run into the room as she turns around, I see her angry face and walk right up to her and smile "I hope you have a plan to get me out of here".
She gives me what I can only assume passes as a smile and answers "If you have a car. I have a plan to get us to my place so I can get some supplies. BUT it will require you keeping that mouth of yours shut if you want to survive the trip" who does this greasy bitch think she is? I whip my hair a little and tell her "Honey, I didn't drive myself here, I got driven here in a limo, but....get me to the parking lot, and I will get you a car, and I will not keep my mouth shut I like to talk when I'm been driven around. And on top of that, seems as I'm getting you a car, you can take this" as I hold my bag out to her and pout my gorgeous lips. "Look Mrs I'm better than you. I ain't your butler. You can carry your own dam bag. Unless of course you want to be the one fighting the infected off when they come for us?" she spits at me with her vile tongue, before I get a chance to get to reply to the audacity of this bitch she turns around and walks to the door before adding "I'll get you down to the parking lot so you can do your 'thing' just stay close, I won't come back if I lose you." I flip the bitch my middle finger and let out a silent "Whatever skank" following her out of the door.
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Mira day 3 - 2
All episodes can now be found on their own Flickr page located here: www.flickr.com/photos/200688024@N05/
Picture and story credit to pdkjim aka Jim Tellervo.
With my hands on my hips and a look that could kill any man from 50 feet I see her, drinking MY coffee out of MY cup, just look at her, creased clothes, bags under her eyes that a hobo wouldn't even keep their shit in, she looks up from the cup and just stares at me, like she's better than me of all people, I'm a freaking superstar, the best of the best, who deserves the best and gets the best, because I AM the best. Then she gets right up in my face with a stupid fucking grin and says "Want a cup with me?" Ugh, this bitch thinks she can make my coffee, stick to your crappy dive bar cocktails, I roll my eye and walk past her with my shoulder brushing against her, hoping that knocks her tired ass enough for her to drop the coffee on the floor, I pour the coffee out into my second best cup cause the pale girl took my personal cup for herself, that bitch, I add some almond milk and 2 brown sugars and give it a mix in the cup, looking her dead in her puffy eyes, now that's how you make a cup of coffee, walking over to the sofa and sitting on it with my bare ass, crossing my legs watching her face as I take a sip of the sweet nectar and swallow it getting my much needed caffeine fix.
"Look Mira let's get something clear right now. I don't like you. And you obviously don't like me. So as soon as I'm done with my coffee and it's safe to go outside, I will be gone out of your hair...again, and we will never have to see each other...again. Got it?!" she bleats out at me like some kinda of parrot....wait...Again? What the fuck does she mean again? How the fuck does she know me? I knew it, this bitch IS a stalker. This pale little slut made me tell her where I was staying, just so she could watch me sleep, the fuckin' perv probably took pictures of me so she can sell them to the magazines, or to those disgusting websites that take megastars like me and make them look like they are doing things they would never do to other people. I get up of the sofa and march towards her as shes looking out of the window and yell at her "What the fuck do you mean again? Answer me you fucking skank".
Got nothing to say huh? That's what I fucking thought, I watch her as she places my coffee cup down, that's right bitch hands off my stuff, her body quickly turns towards me, before I get a chance to move back this whore puts her filthy hand on my throat and balls up her other fist and pulls me into her oily face and growls at me threw her gritted dirty teeth "You really don't remember me do you?!? How can you just forget who YOU are? You're not the stuck up little bitch you claim to be, you are not better than me or anyone else in this town, YOU ARE N...." before this clearly confused dumbass can finish what she was going to say a siren blares from the TV that turned itself on and starts to transmit, with the siren still blaring Little Miss Assault and Battery let's go of my throat and snaps at me "Don't ever call me a skank again, or next time there will be nothing stopping me from cutting you in places even the surgeons wont be able to save you from!" then she pushes me away as I lean against the wall looking at the T.V. ......Bitch couldn't even make me spill my coffee.
"THIS IS AN EMERGENCY BROADCAST......PLEASE STAND BY
Ladies and gentlemen, we have information of the current crisis running throughout the city. As an outbreak of incidents of mass numbers of the public being attacked by creatures of unknown origin, the creatures in question attack by biting their victims and feeding upon their flesh. Medical experts are saying if you are bitten by a one of these creatures, you are to isolate yourself at the earliest possible time. If anyone has been bitten they will show signs of infection including loss of energy, high fever, coughing, and bleeding from the eyes and nose, if you know of anyone who has any of these signs or has been bitten, it is imperative that they are isolated and contained as soon as possible. The CDC is being mobilized along side armed forces to help with the evacuation of the city, If you are not infected, you are advised to leave the city as soon as possible."
FUCK THAT, before the message had a chance to even repeat I put my coffee cup down and ran into the bedroom, grabbing my case from the corner of the room and dragging it to the bed, I quickly peel off my night dress and go through my case to see what I can quickly throw on. A pair of designer jeans and my custom made Ivan Johannson crop top hoodie, I find the first pair of socks I can get my hands on and slip them onto my tender feet, then I slip them into my best wedged ankle boots. I throw my night dress into the case and double check all of my clothes and cosmetics are in there, scanning each pocket I have everything, I slam the case shut and lock it up as quickly as I can. From the other room I hear that thug shouting "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!", I grab my case and run into the room as she turns around, I see her angry face and walk right up to her and smile "I hope you have a plan to get me out of here".
She gives me what I can only assume passes as a smile and answers "If you have a car. I have a plan to get us to my place so I can get some supplies. BUT it will require you keeping that mouth of yours shut if you want to survive the trip" who does this greasy bitch think she is? I whip my hair a little and tell her "Honey, I didn't drive myself here, I got driven here in a limo, but....get me to the parking lot, and I will get you a car, and I will not keep my mouth shut I like to talk when I'm been driven around. And on top of that, seems as I'm getting you a car, you can take this" as I hold my bag out to her and pout my gorgeous lips. "Look Mrs I'm better than you. I ain't your butler. You can carry your own dam bag. Unless of course you want to be the one fighting the infected off when they come for us?" she spits at me with her vile tongue, before I get a chance to get to reply to the audacity of this bitch she turns around and walks to the door before adding "I'll get you down to the parking lot so you can do your 'thing' just stay close, I won't come back if I lose you." I flip the bitch my middle finger and let out a silent "Whatever skank" following her out of the door.
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