<strong>NAME:</strong><strong>Leanne Abernathy</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268436.msg13236647#msg13236647)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Friday Casual (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/14/66/61/1466616dd1e53896b92a2d7d3dfdac88.jpg)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Friday, June 9th, 2017<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Spooky House - Backyard<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>The Joys of Capitalism<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Somethingsomethingsomething by Someone<br/><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Isis, Zoe, Naomi<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong>Roxy<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/kUSqqfP.jpg)</div><br/>Leanne smiled at Isis's words, the shyness that came from the girl.  “Hey, whims aren't bad.  It's good to see you out and about, and not always at school and shit like that.” Leanne commented truthfully.  “Gotta get out and enjoy life a little bit while you're young, you know?”<br/><br/>She was about to comment on her plans, or lack thereof, for the night ahead when Naomi came back from wherever the hell it was she had been.  The grin upon her lips deepened when she heard that familiar don't-give-a-fuck attitude that was a welcomed change from the quiet tameness that had descended upon that part of the party.  “Killer tracks girlie.” She said to Naomi.  “Didn't catch it all, but loved what I heard.”<br/><br/>Another bite of the cookie came from her.  “I don't know about you all, but I'm thinking about bouncing from this place as soon as Roxy gets her butt back here.” Leanne said.  “I was hoping there'd be at least one good graduation party without assholes and parents and shit.”