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xLocation: Party |xOutfit: Here |xMakeup: Here
xxx"So come and taste the reason
xxxI’m nothing like the rest.
xxxI'll kiss you in a way
xxxyou’ll never forget about me."
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EARLIER THAT WEEK:
“So honey, when we going to break out those handcuffs you have there and have some real fun?” Rebecca said to the police officer guarding the door, with a smile and wink to the officer guarding the door out of the interrogation room, not getting much of a reaction besides a chuckle. She changed her smile to a frown/pouty face. “You’re no fun. And if this is about a parking ticket from years ago, isn’t there a statue of limitations for that?” Rebecca asked, getting up from her chair and fixing her hair in the mirror which she knew was a window on the other side. She had asked numerous times about why she was brought here, but they refused to tell her. She had only been back in the states for a couple days, and hadn’t yet bought her ticket home. She wasn’t entirely sure how long she would stay in town, she had gotten a couple weeks off from work so she wasn't too worried.
The door opened, and two detectives walked in. “Miss Cruze, yo-“ Rebecca quickly interrupted the man talking. “Please darling, call me Rebecca, or later.” She said obviously flirting with him, and going back to sitting in the chair, putting her legs on the table as she took off her heels. If this was about parking tickets, she was going to try to sweet talk her way out of it. “As I was saying Miss Cruze, when was the last time you visited Roseville?” He asked as he sat down putting a folder onto the table. “Well, honestly, not since I left a while ago and moved to London. Lived there ever since.” She answered the one of the detective’s questions “How would you describe your relationship with the victim.” Abigail had a puzzled look on her face. “The victim? You mean Sarah? I guess you could say we use to be close. We slept together once but her at time girlfriend didn’t appreciate it, and Sarah blamed me for it, saying whatever she could to keep her girlfriend from breaking up with her, including some harsh and NOT true words. She keyed my car when I went to leave the apartment, that bitch." Rebecca paused a second. "But we patched things up before I left, we were good friends. Wait what is going on here?” As she finished the detectives slid the folder and opened it up. Rebecca gasped, and some tears came down her face. “Ma’am, you are being investigated as a possible suspect for the murder of Sarah Green.” And the interrogation began.
PRESENT TIME:
All around was upbeat music playing, people reconnecting, having a good time. The whole atmosphere of the whole house was very high and happy. Rebecca leaned back, reaching for her drink with one hand, and the other holding herself onto the lap of a male “So you’re from England? I love brits” The man, which Rebeeca was sitting in the lap of, said. ”Oy yes. I live in London, right by the royal palace.” She replied with a giggle and a very, very bad English accent. Somehow this guy heard that Rebecca flew in from London and wanted to know more, so Rebecca took this chance to make out with a moderately attractive guy. Plus it would be fun to do a bad English accent.
Rebecca gave him a light kiss on the cheek after finishing the rest of her drink. “I’m going to go get more of this American beer you yanks drink.” She said as she got off his lap and walked away from, debating with herself if she would go back to him, or find another person to “talk” to, a lot of people were here and Rebecca was having a great time, she really did miss this place. Especially her group of friends she had back then.
Rebecca had not seen any of them since she left all that time ago, even at the funeral she stayed at the back. Lee, Heather, Lateesha, Willow, Link, Tallulah. All the adventures they’ve had. That time Rebecca jumped off the roof of the school into a ball pit because of a dare from Lincoln, competitions with Lee to see who kiss the most people in a row without being stood up, to drunk make out sessions with some of the others, and much more adventures. Rebecca felt guilty and terrible for leaving, but she had to, she could barely stand this town after what happened. She couldn’t even drive down the road it happened, always taking a 15-minute detour around it.
As Rebecca looked up from the cooler, someone immediately caught her eye across the room, standing there awkwardly. "Lee!?" She said outloud, she hadn't seen Lee since she left for London. She walked over and wrapped her arms around him in a hug, kicking one of her legs back as she hugged him. "I'm glad to see you again. How have you been?" Rebecca asked as she stepped back after hugging him, with a smile on her face.
“So honey, when we going to break out those handcuffs you have there and have some real fun?” Rebecca said to the police officer guarding the door, with a smile and wink to the officer guarding the door out of the interrogation room, not getting much of a reaction besides a chuckle. She changed her smile to a frown/pouty face. “You’re no fun. And if this is about a parking ticket from years ago, isn’t there a statue of limitations for that?” Rebecca asked, getting up from her chair and fixing her hair in the mirror which she knew was a window on the other side. She had asked numerous times about why she was brought here, but they refused to tell her. She had only been back in the states for a couple days, and hadn’t yet bought her ticket home. She wasn’t entirely sure how long she would stay in town, she had gotten a couple weeks off from work so she wasn't too worried.
The door opened, and two detectives walked in. “Miss Cruze, yo-“ Rebecca quickly interrupted the man talking. “Please darling, call me Rebecca, or later.” She said obviously flirting with him, and going back to sitting in the chair, putting her legs on the table as she took off her heels. If this was about parking tickets, she was going to try to sweet talk her way out of it. “As I was saying Miss Cruze, when was the last time you visited Roseville?” He asked as he sat down putting a folder onto the table. “Well, honestly, not since I left a while ago and moved to London. Lived there ever since.” She answered the one of the detective’s questions “How would you describe your relationship with the victim.” Abigail had a puzzled look on her face. “The victim? You mean Sarah? I guess you could say we use to be close. We slept together once but her at time girlfriend didn’t appreciate it, and Sarah blamed me for it, saying whatever she could to keep her girlfriend from breaking up with her, including some harsh and NOT true words. She keyed my car when I went to leave the apartment, that bitch." Rebecca paused a second. "But we patched things up before I left, we were good friends. Wait what is going on here?” As she finished the detectives slid the folder and opened it up. Rebecca gasped, and some tears came down her face. “Ma’am, you are being investigated as a possible suspect for the murder of Sarah Green.” And the interrogation began.
PRESENT TIME:
All around was upbeat music playing, people reconnecting, having a good time. The whole atmosphere of the whole house was very high and happy. Rebecca leaned back, reaching for her drink with one hand, and the other holding herself onto the lap of a male “So you’re from England? I love brits” The man, which Rebeeca was sitting in the lap of, said. ”Oy yes. I live in London, right by the royal palace.” She replied with a giggle and a very, very bad English accent. Somehow this guy heard that Rebecca flew in from London and wanted to know more, so Rebecca took this chance to make out with a moderately attractive guy. Plus it would be fun to do a bad English accent.
Rebecca gave him a light kiss on the cheek after finishing the rest of her drink. “I’m going to go get more of this American beer you yanks drink.” She said as she got off his lap and walked away from, debating with herself if she would go back to him, or find another person to “talk” to, a lot of people were here and Rebecca was having a great time, she really did miss this place. Especially her group of friends she had back then.
Rebecca had not seen any of them since she left all that time ago, even at the funeral she stayed at the back. Lee, Heather, Lateesha, Willow, Link, Tallulah. All the adventures they’ve had. That time Rebecca jumped off the roof of the school into a ball pit because of a dare from Lincoln, competitions with Lee to see who kiss the most people in a row without being stood up, to drunk make out sessions with some of the others, and much more adventures. Rebecca felt guilty and terrible for leaving, but she had to, she could barely stand this town after what happened. She couldn’t even drive down the road it happened, always taking a 15-minute detour around it.
As Rebecca looked up from the cooler, someone immediately caught her eye across the room, standing there awkwardly. "Lee!?" She said outloud, she hadn't seen Lee since she left for London. She walked over and wrapped her arms around him in a hug, kicking one of her legs back as she hugged him. "I'm glad to see you again. How have you been?" Rebecca asked as she stepped back after hugging him, with a smile on her face.