<strong>NAME:</strong>Roxanne Meyers | Foxy| Roxy (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=268436.msg13236510#msg13236510)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Comfortable (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/92/14/b8/9214b8c4d70e4a6f91c0d33d7730de70.jpg)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Friday| June 9th<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Old Lady Margaery's| From the side<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Arriving| Making way into the mess<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Collection of Flyleaf<br/><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Leanne | Marco | Benny | Isis | Naomi | Open<br/><strong>Mentioning:</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://trendsofcelebs.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/Giusy-Buscemi.jpg)</div><br/>Her fingers wiggled as she looked at the assortments of slices Leanne had grabbed. When she settled on one, she’d remove it from the box with one swift motion, careful not to let the toppings and cheese slide off. It was heavy. Of course it was heavy it was meat, her favorite. “Always a pleasure doing business with you.” She mused with a smile as she went on her way only to be stopped by a guy who looked like stoner.<br/><br/>As she watched the transaction unfold, Roxanne was always amazed by Leanne’s skills of hustling. She had a way with words that left no room for negation unless it was something she’d be okay. Once Leanne was finished getting her five bucks.<br/><br/>“<em>You’re a hustle baby.</em>” She sang jokingly. “<em>Just want you to know.</em>” Inwardly chuckling. It was like an artform, that watching it in action was a treat. It made her better understand just the kind of woman Leanne was. Roxanne might be smart but Leanne was street smart, Roxanne was learning a lot of things by being friends with her which was a blessing in itself. “You look good with horns.” She teased as she followed her towards a nearby table where they could settle upon and watching Naomi’s performance.<br/><br/>Taking another bite of her pizza, her pale green eyes taking in the sights and sounds as Leanne called out to a familiar face. Isis, the ebony beauty. She was  A faint smile curled her lips as Leanne beckoned the talented writer towards the little section they selected upon. If Isis looked over, she'd see Roxanne giving a friendly wave and then curl her fingers towards her body motioning for Isis to seriously join them.  It would be nice to chat with her and thank her for helping her write that amazing speech she had given during graduation. She realized she didn’t have any cups for her wine and it was starting to get warm.<br/><br/>Out of nowhere, Marco finally dragged his ass to the party, with good timing too. His presence was always so entertaining she couldn’t picture her high school life without him. He was the reason she did so well on the basketball team. She giggled inwardly at the exchange. Bringing the pizza was definitely a genius idea on Leanne’s part and off Marco went as moving over towards the pool to settle down with his smoke and listen to the rest of Naomi’s performance.  Naomi’s fan service was delicious. Looked like someone was getting laid tonight, lucky son of a bitch. That Marco.<br/><br/>Her eyes lifted from all the excitement as it was Benny’s turn to come get his grub on. Right for the pizza and then realizing he didn’t have money like he knew exactly what Leanne wanted out of him. She’d turned her eyes towards Leanne and smiled devilishly. “You have them trained well.” She chuckled turning her eyes back up as Benny turned away, then instantly turned back when he realized who he was in the presence of.<br/><br/>“To see you, of course. Hope you haven't<em>missed </em>us too much?” A villainous grin tugged at the corner of her mouth her smiling eyes fixating upon Benny. She’d hold her pizza out to him. “Would you like a bite? It’s<em>really</em>...very good.” She offered him with a playful dare. Though just behind Benny, Naomi finished her amazing piece and was making her way over towards them.<br/><br/>“If it isn’t the sexy siren herself.” She said warmly. “Glad we made it in time.”