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ITS CORDELIA, BITCH. ☮
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machine gun baby,
won't you maybe take me for a while.
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clothes!
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Cordelia rolled over in her thick zebra comforter, causing it to bunch up around her, being more messed up than it normally is after the course of rolling around all night. it was seven o clock, and normally cordelia was up right now. but after the previous late night in addition to the long day at school, she was totally beat, and needed a nap. she had gotten home around four, and by four thirty, the girl was out. so her nap lasted a total of two and a half hours, before she awoke.

Now that she had gotten her nap, though, its a totally different story. cordi only needs a little bit of rest to make her completely wild, and the nap had done it. she wanted to party, and she wanted to party now. as she made her way to her closet, she thought about where she could go. it was an obvious choice, considering 'the many faces' is the only place to go.

She walked into her closet, aware that she needed to clean it. there were piles next to piles of clothes, topped with shoes and belts just thrown about. cordelia made a mental note to clean it someday, but now just wasn't the time. she wanted to go out, and she needed to get ready. she grabbed the first items she saw, which happened to be her favorite pair of jean shorts along with a rolling stones teeshirt, a white threaded belt, and black converses.

Cordelia exited her closet, and threw the clothes on her messy bed. since she had been at school and sleeping, she knew she needed a shower. so cordi walked quickly to the bathroom, took her shower, and than wrapped her dripping body in her black fluffy towel. even though she was still pretty wet, she walked back into her room. here is where she dried herself off. after she slipped on her bright red pushup bra and matching red underwear with a white peace sign on the butt. she put her wet hair up in the black towel. now, she slipped on her shorts and teeshirt, careful not to get the shirt wet. then, she slipped on the converses and looped the belt through the slots on the shorts.

Once she had placed herself in front of her mirror, cordelia unwrapped the towel from her hair. since her hair was naturally curly, it looked really bad when it was partially wet and partially dry. so cordelia took the effort to finish drying her hair with her blow dryer, and then she took the time to straighten it. after she was finished with her hair, cordelia started on her makeup. she applied a thick line of black eyeliner, as always; lots of thick black mascara; and red lip gloss. once she was happy with her makeup, cordi stood to study her whole appearance. something was missing. so the girl threw on a pair of dangly silver earrings along with a thick, silver bangle. she looked at herself again. now she was satisfied with. so she grabbed her cell, house key, sunglasses, car keys, and wallet (which held her fake id), and made her way towards her little black viper convertible.

It wasn't a very long drive, so after a few moments, the girl pulled up in front of the club. she parked her car, and than skipped to the front of the line, as always. it only took a flirtatious smile for the bouncer to let her in. once inside, cordelia went straight to the bar. she ordered a 'raging bull', which consisted of red bull and vodka. cord didn't even have to flash her fake id, because the hot bartender took one look at the girls ass in the short shorts, and started blending. she got her drink, took a sip, and then held it high in the air above her head as she made her way to the dance floor. it was going to be a good night, but it would be even better if someone she knew showed up. even if they didn't, cordelia knew she would make at least one friend over the course of the night.