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-Goodnight- 9-Goodnight- 9 by kilala0
Ayano got hit by a bus.
^ Just kidding ^
^You wish I wasn't ^
Dysology groaned, grabbing her pounding head. It was the next morning and she was at Matsuyama's with the other cast members. Everyone had done different shots of some sort and ended up sleeping there, to waisted to go home.
She was gently shook and her tired glazed eyes met Matsuken's and she forced a small smile. He nodded to her, returning the smile, his eyes baggy and bloodshot, he handed her some pills and a cup of water and left her to herself as she was in the guestroom.
She eagerly swallowed them and got up, grasping her head with a pout, having got up to fast. She got up shakily and walked out, her face as pale as pale could get, the place haveing a goshaweful smell.
"Matsuyama, do you need any help cleaning?" She whispered.
"That would be nice but you don't have to." He whispered back.
Both were whispering for the sake of their heads and to keep the other asleep.
"What time is it?" She asked quietly, noddin
-Goodnight- 8-Goodnight- 8 by kilala0
Dysology woke up the next morning and grunted, yawning. She stretched, laying her delicate soft hands above her head, waiting for her alarm to go off. She waited another few minutes before rolling over and looked at the time, still haveing ten minutes before it would go off.
She shut it off before it could actually go off and stood up, her feet on the plush carpet of her room. She walked over to her closet and pulled out a pair of clothes, closing the white door and headed to her bathroom, pushing it open lazily and left it open, undressing and left her clothes scattered on the floor until she folded the clothes she was going to wear and set them on the counter and tossed the other clothes into the hamper and slipped into the shower.
She took the shampoo once she had soaked her cinnamon hair and scrubbed her head, then used the small bit of the rest of the shampoo as body wash and did as she needed.
Matsuyama woke up, sitting up slightly and glanced around, shaking his head.
-Kenichi:Goodnight:Matsuyama-7Dysology was walking to the studio a few days after practicing with Matsuyama, having not heard from him since. She was in her black capris that had red stitching with pyramid, eyelet and flat grommet details, as well as D-ring accents and removable chains, a long sleeve black shirt laced up the tummy to the chest, cut down below the collar bone and lays on the shoulders, a black ribbon around the tricep part of the sleeves on both sides, the sleeves slightly baggy and loose, fitting her nicely, on her feet she had a pair of flats with a black and purple checkered print with red splatter and a black faux leather bow on the toe. She walked in and waved slightly.-Kenichi:Goodnight:Matsuyama-7 by kilala0
"Ohayou! How are you?" Mr. Nakahura asked.
"Fine, yourself?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Fine fine, now get yourself into hair and makeup, do you think your ready to do all scenes today?"
"Do you think it's possible?" She asked, walking over to get her hair and make up done by the stylists
-Kenichi:Goodnight:Matsuyama-6Dysology's alarm went off and she scrambled to get ready, turning off her alarm and took a quick showed, slipping on a pair of faded loose jeans and stayed barefoot, putting on a black tanktop, a black strapless bra underneath. She put on a black fishnet long sleeved top over that, a fishnet hood attached.-Kenichi:Goodnight:Matsuyama-6 by kilala0
She got Chloe some food and water and took her outside to go to the bathroom and waited for Matsuyama since he didn't know her apartment number. She waited patiently at noon rolled around, she didn't have to pick up after Chloe this time, lucky for her, Chloe only went number one.
Matsuyama pulled up and waved to her.
"Kon-nichiwa!" She waved, walking over to the car.
"Where did you want to do lunch?"
"I was hopeing here." He smiled sheepishly. "I don't want to get mauled today." He joked.
She laughed slightly and nodded. "That's fine with me, just pull into the parking lot, i'll wait for you."
He nodded and waited until she stepped back and drove to the parking lot, pullin
My name is Saturn. c: I enjoy singing, playing instruments, writing, modeling, and acting.
I've been a background artist in a couple of movies (lol I'm just an extra, I'm not that cool), and I've got to meet a few cool actors because of it. c:
I also like clothes. A lot. Preferably eccentric clothing to go along with my personality. 'Cause I'm a weirdo apparently. : D
Current Residence: United States, North America, World, Universe.
deviantWEAR sizing preference: Ant
Print preference: From the machine dubbed a printer. For it does indeed print the things I need printed. Fo' sho&
Favourite genre of music: JRock or Orchastral.
Favourite photographer: None at the current moment.
Favourite style of art: ...Dark?
Operating System: Fucking Vista sucks.
MP3 player of choice: Sansa.
Shell of choice: The kind at the beach.
Wallpaper of choice: Paint.
Skin of choice: Is that a racial question?
Favourite cartoon character: The Joker.
Personal Quote: Fuck your pogo stick.