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Old 02-25-2005, 11:56 PM Level: 36   HP: 159 / 894
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"Mmmmm... yes, I'd love some whipped cream on that...."

Ocean curled into a ball of ecstasy in her sleep. Her arm wrapped tightly around one of her pillows, and she smacked her lips in satisfied bliss. Unfortunately, just as she was about to dip her spoon into the largest hot fudge banana split with three cherries on top in the history of banana splits, a knock on her door woke her up. Without opening her eyes or moving, she answered with an irritated, “What?”

“It’s 9:30. Shouldn’t you be over at your friend’s house by now?”

Her eyes snapped open. “****!” She lifted her head off of her pillow, and a trail of spit followed her. “Aaaah, sick! Why am I disgusting?” Ocean wiped the drool off of her face, and fell clumsily out of bed. She stuffed some clothes lying on her floor and a blanket into a small duffle bag, and put on some new underwear. Then she switched on the light, ran her fingers through her bed hair, and put it up. After all, I’m only going over there to see girls, right? She slipped on her trusty WalMart flip-flops, quickly slathered deodorant beneath her arms, and tossed that into her bag too. She looked up at her mirror. “Jesus…” Then she slung her bag over her shoulder and grabbed her car keys.

Out of all the girls that were going to be present at this sleepover, Ocean was probably the least put-together. She was messy, disorganized, and she knew it. A spunky redhead with green eyes and a sharp tongue, she was more likely to hurl sarcasm at you than flirt with you. She didn’t wear much makeup, but she had a thing for eyeliner and lip gloss.

On the drive over, she had an idea. She swung into a Wendy’s parking lot, and ordered three large orders of fries and a medium Frosty. Then she sped over to Quistis’s house, and parked awkwardly on the street. When Quistis answered the door, she saw a sloppy Ocean sipping a Frosty, and holding out a bag of French fries. Quistis looked at the fries, and then back at Ocean who said, “Peace offering.” Ocean grinned, and gave the bag to Quistis. “Sorry I’m late. I was taking a nap to prepare for an all-nighter, and I got involved with a banana split and slept late. Forgive me?” Quistis smiled at the odd creature in front of her, and let Ocean inside.

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