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[LYNX ARIANA VIENTE]

If it was one of those days when Lynx could just wake up with no problem...believe me she wouldn't do it. The twenty two year old red head loved her sleep as she was curled up in her bunk with her cat and hugging the pillow to herself. Sleeping was one of her favorite things next to drawing. Yeah, she was one of those kids who were in it for life. She didn't care if her fingers fell off because of drawing. "F-fuck the flabbergasted" She muttered as she turned over. It only took a few minutes till she opened her eyes and patted Ram on the head, sitting up in her bunk and hitting her head on the ceiling. "OW FUCK MONKEYS" She exclaimed after she covered her mouth with her hand. "Shit" She whispered as she slid out of the bunk, taking her Pomeranian Jasper with her. She yawned and ran a hand through her red hair as she stared down at the ground. She had no idea what the fuck she was doing, and didn't give a shit that much. When the hell did Lynx give a shit? Like....Never actually. She let out a soft laugh and pushed herself of the bunk and stood up, throwing her arms up in the air and bending backwards, her back cracking. A smile pressed against her lips as she bent over her bag and pulled out clothes from out of her bag. She took off what she was sleeping in (which was a simple pair of basketball shorts and a tank top) and pulled on the red tickle me elmo shirt and black skinny jeans. She slipped on her shoes and made her way towards the bathroom to do her hair. She really hadn't noticed if anyone was on the bus. Lynx was oblivious to those things. If anyone was around, if they were asleep well, at least she was being as quite as she could which was a feat for her. She was loud and fuck and knew it. Lynx picked up a brush and ran it through her straight hair a couple times before grabbing her eyeliner and red eyeshadow. She leaned forward on the counter and started applying the black eyeliner to her upper lid, extending the line a little bit after the lash line and did the same on the bottom part of her eyes. After that she took the red eyeshadow and rubbed her finger in it, taking it and rubbing it on her eyelids and then closing the compact, putting it back into her bag and washing her hands to get any make up off.

She walked out of the bathroom and slipped on her shoes. For all she knew Lynx could be walking straight to hell and didn't care as long as she was going somewhere she would be fine...which was a good thing right? Right. She just didn't want to be on the bus and shit. She was too tired and needed something to do. Whatever that would be she didn't care. Lynx stepped outside and pulled the cigarette pack out of her pocket and a lighter. A tiny bit of fear lit up in her as she flicked the lighter on and held the tiny flame to the small cylinder that hung from between her lips. She inhaled deeply, letting the smoke fill her chest as she exhaled. Sighing she started walking around the venue for a few minutes then left the venue itself. She just kept walking down the street and smoking her cigarettes. Lynx was just bored and walking around the venue (like she had so many times before) just didn't seem entertaining to her. She took out her ipod and placed the ear buds in her ear as she blasted A Skylit Drive. Lynx realized how much she was itching to draw but that's what she had been doing yesterday. Sighing to herself she made her way into the park and kinda just sat down on a swing, there was no children around so she lit up another cigarette and started smoking instantly. Chain smoking was not the best idea. But she didn't care. She was bored as fuck and entertainment for her didn't normally come walking along. But she was too lazy to find it herself. She always knew that was a bad attribute to her. She was too goddamn lazy unless it came to her work.

' Oh well' She thought to herself as she took a drag off of the cigarette. She sighed to herself and leaned her head on one of the chains. She could fall asleep she was so bored. Lynx started to move back and forth on the swing though, knowing herself she was going to attempt to jump at the highest moment and break some bone or something. She normally did that...Hell, she always did that. She managed to break some bone when she pulled stupid shit. Probably not the best idea but who the hell was controlling her? Not her brothers obviously, her brothers hadn't called her in a few days. That worried her. She actually liked her siblings unlike some other people. She cared for them, probably because she was the only the only girl in her family after their parents left. Even though her herself had a close call with almost being thrown in jail for street racing. Her hand instant reached over her shoulder to touch the scar on her back. The one from the crash She sighed and let her hand grab the chain of the swing and started swinging again. She shouldn't be thinking about that. Taking another drag she flicked the finished cigarette some where off in the park and sighed again. Fuck, she was bored.

ATTIRE

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