( this is no easy lie - open )

[riley]

for lack of the words, we called this love
but now they've cynical slurs to define what it was

Oh the mess…the beautiful mess! Alice was in heaven every time she walked into the huge costume room. She could find anything to make her outfit have an extra umph. This was more of her closet than her own one back at her apartment. She never saw it wrong to take a few items from the huge costume room. So the costumes were reserved for actual performances. There were so many clothes and accessories that she was sure that they wouldn’t miss a few items. Plus, she returned anything she took, well most of the time. There were some dresses in her closet that did belong to the drama department but no one had ever caught her yet. Most of the time the place was abandoned since it was pretty far off from the rest of the buildings. If there was ever someone else in the room she would just lie and said she had been sent over by another drama student. Alice didn’t plan on getting caught any time soon anyway.

Her eyes peered at the dividers that told what was down each row. There was everything from 1920s to fantasy to medieval. Even though she was looking at what the signs read she knew where she was going. She knew exactly what she wanted too, it just all came down to finding it. Alice turned down the section that read ‘1960s and 1950s’ in bold typed words. When she came face-to-face with the aisle her smile scrunched up. The section was messier then last time she had checked. She stopped in her tracks for second and took a deep breath. Then she began to wander into the jungle of clothes, searching for the jacket she needed to complete her outfit. The more she wandered into the aisle the messier it got. Her eyes scanned the mess then finally she saw what she wanted. It was just a white and blue cardigan with some beading but it was sadly quite buried in a pile of clothes on a few shelves up. She could tell it was what she wanted at the moment.

Alice began to get up on her tiptoes and reach for the sweater. Her small fingers grabbed around it and yanked at it. It didn’t budge at all. She tried to gain some more balance and yanked harder. This time the cardigan came out but along with that the rest of the clothes came out with them. There must have been more than she thought because there were enough to knock her off her feet. Luckily the concrete floor was already covered in a layer of clothes so the fall was cushioned. Sadly she was covered in a pile of clothes. Alice began to squirm, trying to get out of the thrift store smelling clothes.

word count: 468
tag: open
outfit: here!
notes: kinda crappy. icons credit to eisley did it of caution 2.0

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[lachlan thomas core .]

goodbye yellow brick road

Where the dogs of society howl

It had all been very innocent really. A friend had asked Lachlan to go see if he could find something for her in the costume and props store-house. Being the nice guy that he was, of course Lachlan had agreed abs while the friend went off to her next class, Lachlan went to ‘The Warehouse’. It had all been very innocent. He was doing a favour for a friend. However, that didn’t change the fact that, regardless of his intent, Lachlan found himself lurking just behind his fellow junior. Watching her attempts to tug at the sweater. It was amusing him actually.

Her stood, leaning against a shelf. Arms folded. Grin tugging at his lips. Now, it wasn’t like Lachlan just to stand back and not help someone. No, he was normally the sort of guy who’d jump right in and help. Especially when the person who was needing the help was female. In this particular instance though, it was curiosity and not his chivalrous nature that was dictating his actions. He actually wanted to see how long it would take the girl to obtain the sweater. He supposed if it took her too much longer he’d step in and help. Lest she turn around and see him just standing there watching.

However it did not come to that, as the brunette young woman succeeded in her mission. However, with results she probably had not counted on. Lachlan had to laugh. He hoped she’d understand. I mean, she’d have to see the humours side in her current situation wouldn’t she? He hoped so, because the last thing he wanted to do was come across like a heartless jerk. First watching her struggle, then laughing. However, while he was laughing the boy did straighten up and move away from the shelf. Coming to her aid. That had to earn him points right? He sure hoped so.

He silenced his laughter as he shifted some of the clothes carefully. Offering Alice a sheepish grin. “You alright? Nothing broken?” He asked, while extending his hand down to help the young woman up. He hoped she wasn’t one of those anti male feminists. Because he’d been yelled at before for offering a woman a hand. It wasn’t actually pleasant trying to convince a ranting woman that his intentions had been genuine and not ‘his way of dominating the female sex’. If she were a man, and he knew that he wouldn’t be perceived as gay for doing so, he would have done the same thing.

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