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Post by Charlotte Davenport on Mar 11, 2011 17:51:31 GMT -6
((ooc: The song is the title of a song by Taxi Doll from VMars pilot… I think, I was listening to the soundtrack on YouTube so who knows how accurate it truly is.))
Charlotte sauntered into the department, heads turned, ladies lips pursed together like a prune as they stirred their coffee’s, men stared and whispered between each other trying out their best ‘come hither’ smile on her, guys practically fell out of their chairs as she passed her blonde hair flowing behind her. She looked like she was stepping out of a hair commercial. The heels of her booties clicked distinctly on the hardwood floors as she headed towards her desk.
It was like this every.single.morning. Removing her coat she threw it over the back of her chair as one of the tech guys approached her. Taking a sip of her coffee she looked at him as he began to fumble and mumble and stutter. Setting her coffee down on her desk, her bubblegum pink lip gloss remained miraculously in perfect condition, she proceeded to take off her large sunglasses as she took the file from Malcolm with a flirty smile, “Thank you Mal,” she said sinking serenely into her chair she opened the file and began to read.
((ooc: Anyone and everyone can join in, the more the merrier.))
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