<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>Roxy, Marco, Benny, Naomi<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong>N/A<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/kUSqqfP.jpg)</div><br/>"I like to think of myself as just a simple woman with an entrepreneurial eye." Leanne said.  "That, and someone who can't turn down free money."<br/><br/>It was hard to keep track of who and what was going on in the chaos that had engulfed them.  People coming up to say their hellos, to try and get something to eat, to try and do a little of business.  Shit could be overwhelming, but with Roxy there, Leanne smiled through it, letting Marco grab his slice, since he technically bought the pizza, and just going with the overall flow of things taking place at the party.<br/><br/>When Benny came up, looking in his wallet, she assumed he was there for some food.  But that quickly seemed to have change as he seemed to have realized he didn't have the correct coinage upon his person.  Whatever, Leanne thought.  She wasn't about to cut deals on her stash of goodies.<br/><br/>“I go where my customers go.” Leanne said, gesturing around to the surrounding people at the people before placing an arm around Roxy.  “The masses need their weed and pizza, and I'm here to provide it at reasonable prices.”<br/><br/>She caught a glimpse of Naomi finishing up her song on top of Marco, a lick of a smirk coming across her lips, before she gave a shout out and made a beeline for the goods that Leanne had brought, soon followed by Marco, with what was a noticeable bulge in his pants.  The sight of it made Leanne snicker to herself.<br/><br/>“I'm sure there's a bedroom somewhere in the house if you two wanted to go fuck.” Leanne said in a casual, laid back way.  “Or keep on dry humping out here.  Personally, I don't give a fuck.  Free love and all that shit.”<br/><br/>She flashed Naomi a grin.  "Lovely song as usual sweetheart."