Storm's POV
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It was nearly the end of the week when everything was sorted out in the apartment. It had been very prepared and ready to go before the move.
Tonight is a night for me. The apartment was so close to the main city, only a 20 minute walk away. The best bar was a rock bar called The Thunder and that was where the alternative rockers or biker guys went. It was usually quiet unless there was a live band playing but it was a Thursday and bands only played on weekends.
After a chilled out day I went to my new bedroom and sat on my new king size bed and looked at my mirrored, double sided, sliding door wardrobe. I looked at myself and thought about what I was in the mood for.
Jeans I thought, my black Missguided ripped skinny jeans. My deep plunge black bodysuit and black biker boots. Yes! Makeup was simple as I always wore a similar style. Porcelain foundation and translucent powder. Matte black eyeshadow, eyeliner, a little bit of silver glitter, mascara and purple lips which matched my long dark purple hair.
At 8PM I got dressed and did my makeup and had a pre drink of rum and coke while doing so and an hour later I walked out the door.
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Apologies for the short and boring chapters. New and exciting parts coming soon.
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The New World
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