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fandomtownies2006-04-04 06:46 pm
nadiathesaint) wrote in fandomtownies2006-04-04 06:46 pm
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The streets of Fandom, Tuesday afternoon/evening
She had a new pair of boots to break in, and she had wayyyyyyy too much to think about, so Nadia went running.
Normally, when she ran to music, she'd opt to some of her old Argentine trance, but today was a moodier day than that, so she plugged in one of the sample CDs she'd snagged from Empire on her last shift. . . . Which seemed like it was decades ago, rather than just a week or so.
The odd mix of mellow and hardcore soon distracted her from the more pressing things on her mind and she set an easy, long strided pace through town.
. . . and all that I need
is for you to take my darkest memories. . . .
Well, maybe "distract" was the wrong word.
It was making her feel a little bit better, though.
Normally, when she ran to music, she'd opt to some of her old Argentine trance, but today was a moodier day than that, so she plugged in one of the sample CDs she'd snagged from Empire on her last shift. . . . Which seemed like it was decades ago, rather than just a week or so.
The odd mix of mellow and hardcore soon distracted her from the more pressing things on her mind and she set an easy, long strided pace through town.
. . . and all that I need
is for you to take my darkest memories. . . .
Well, maybe "distract" was the wrong word.
It was making her feel a little bit better, though.