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Parker Davide	Posted: Mar 25 2008, 01:29 PM
.__ s i c k {little} SUICIDE Group: Members Posts: 9 Member No.: 14 Joined: 25-March 08	It wasn't like gas stations were on Parker's Top Ten Places to Hang Out list; in fact she rather hated gas stations what with their obnoxious attendants and the vile smell of gas that stalked from the restrooms. No, a gas station was not at all where Parker had in mind to spend her Sunday morning. But the truth of the matter was, Parker really had no place else to be. Track didn't have practice until later that night, and there was really nothing in her room to occupy her time. So there Parker was, stuck with a horrible problem; what to do with her Sunday morning. Like her room was a big game of Eye Spy Parker squinted her eyes as she scoped her room for something that could waste her time. True she had her sketch book, and she could always just draw today. But goodness did that get boring, real quick. Suppose there was always her guitar. But she had played that poor instrument to death lately. So then what was there to actually do? Nothing! Abso-fucking-lutely nothing. And that was just no good. Parker growled throwing the pillow she had clutched in her hands across the room causing her to fall to the floor with a loud thump. �Ow.� she whined as she peered up at her room, rubbing the side of her face. Okay so falling on her face wasn�t exactly what she had in mind, but it worked. Getting up onto her feet, Parker continued to rub her sore cheek as she peered out her bedroom window. It was a beautiful day, a day worthy of Miss Parker�s time. Looming dark clouds floated overhead, threatening malevolently with its onyx underbellies. If she had any luck at all it would rain, and rain would be brilliant right about now. Sprinting for the door, Parker threw herself outside. If there was even the slightest chance or rain, Parker wanted to be caught in it. Grumhphherrrrr� Parker blinked, glancing aimlessly down at her stomach as she walked down the deserted sidewalk. Bob (her stomach) was trying to tell her something, and she knew it must be something important, otherwise he wouldn�t be so angry. Stopping dead in her tracks, Parker leaned down as she held a finger to her ear. Waiting a moment for the noise to resound again, and when it did Parker�s nose wrinkled. �My, my Mr. Bob. You sure are a noisy fellow aren�t you?� Folding her arms over her chest, Parker sighed as she looked around. What to do what to do� a gas station! Hazaa! Deftly Parker winced as the bell overhead chimed in tune to her entrance, ending the tune dramatically with the slamming of the station's filth-covered door. She had to admit with a name like Stevie's Convenience, this place wasn't at all convenient. There was no clear rhyme or reason to the way the shelves were stocked, nor was there any real way of getting the attendant to tare his eyes away from the TV. screen to the left of him short or putting a gun to his nose. But this chaos, this simple bit of chaos made Parker's smile widen as she sprung forth into the closest aisle. A few children's toys, beef jerky, a pair of socks (hopefully unused)... And then Parker stopped, cocking her head to the side. "Edible underwear. Ew... who would eat underwear?" Parker exclaimed in a curious manor, cocking her head further. Turning an eye to the attendant, Parker peered at him questioningly. All he seemed to do was belch and scratch the side of his face. Needless to say, Parker simply tossed the box back onto the shelf before chuckling. "Yeah I don't know who would either..." she mumbled under her breath. Well okay so where was all the normal people food? They had to have some of that somewhere. Again her stomach rumbled, causing Parker to shriek. Stupid dumb hunger�
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