Out of smokes and swinging by the Kwik Stop...

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Shifting her dirty green backpack up onto her shoulder, Shane pauses at a stop light and pushes the button so that she can cross at the intersection. She's dressed in tight, low-riding jeans, an olive green wifebeater and a gray hoodie with a battered denim jacket over that. Her appearance as well as her mannerisms are decidedly androgynous, her dark, medium-length hair falling into her placid green eyes. She could either be a very beautiful woman or a very hot guy, depending on your type and what you're into.

As she waits, she digs into her pockets, pulling a beaten-up pack of Marlboros from one and a silver Zippo lighter from the other. She opens the pack and she frowns as she realizes that she's out of smokes.

"Shit," she mutters with little gusto, letting out a ragged sigh.

Lifting her head up, she glances around and spies a convenience store, the Kwik Stop, across the street. Her eyes dart over to the crosswalk sign; it soon flashes, telling her to WALK.

Chucking the empty pack of cigarettes in a nearby trashcan, Shane hooks her fingers around the straps of her pack and starts across the street, bound for the Kwik Stop. As she approaches, she sees a pair of guys standing to one side of the convenience store's door. She jerks her chin up in greeting at the two of them, smiling easily as she pulls the shop door open and steps inside.

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[silent-robert.livejournal.com]

::waves to the lady he's not seen before, and goes back to smoking::

::nudges Jay in the ribs::

::tries to indicate the girl in the Kwik Stop by jerking his head in her direction::