The Town of Elliquiy:  Cassie & Izzie's Loft.
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				Title: <strong>The Town of Elliquiy:  Cassie &amp; Izzie's Loft.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phoenixrisen</strong> on <strong>16-01-2013, 05:09:34</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 36pt;" class="bbc_size">Castle Point Towers:</span></strong></div><br><div align="center">(http://www.walsinghamcondos.com/images/mainImage.jpg)</div><br>Castle Point Towers, apartment 3-A, is home to Cassandra and Isabelle, when they're home anyway. The old fashioned loft apartment caught their hearts when they moved back after college and they've been there ever since. Everyone once in a while, they'll throw a party that will be the talk of the block, but for the most part, this is the place where the magic doesn't happen.<br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 36pt;" class="bbc_size"><br>The Apartment:</span></strong></div><div align="center">(http://i738.photobucket.com/albums/xx23/Chained_Angel_2010/00000Home3_zps739f82fd.jpg)<br>(http://i738.photobucket.com/albums/xx23/Chained_Angel_2010/00000Home_zps71ab7a0a.jpg)<br>(http://i738.photobucket.com/albums/xx23/Chained_Angel_2010/00000Home2_zpsff34785f.jpg)<br><br><span class="bbc_u">The Secret Room of Books:</span><br><br>(http://i738.photobucket.com/albums/xx23/Chained_Angel_2010/00000Books_zpsde046265.jpg)<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Izzie's Bedroom:</span><br><br>(http://i738.photobucket.com/albums/xx23/Chained_Angel_2010/00000Bed2_zpsa0a43126.jpg)<br><br><span class="bbc_u">Cassie's Bedroom:</span><br><br>(http://i738.photobucket.com/albums/xx23/Chained_Angel_2010/00000Bed_zps53da8519.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Town of Elliquiy:  Cassie &amp; Izzie's Loft.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 05:23:10</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Cassie's Bedroom:</span></strong><br><br><br>For many women, sharing an innocent night of drunken flirting, kissing and perhaps a bit of heavy petting was a certain right of passage that many had with none other than their best friend. Isabelle and Cassandra had never had such an experience, even with 20 years of friendship underneath their belts. Many people had assumed that they had, had such a night spent together; even their parents believed it as well. There had been many nights of drunkenness, but that had always ended with one if not both of them crying about men, feeling completely misunderstood or because they were so happy in the moment; unable express their 'love' for everyone and anyone around just quite enough. So when Isabelle had suggested opening a bottle of wine after dinner, she didn't expect anything at all to come of it. Yet not they were close to the end of a second bottle, now sitting on the floor of Cassie's room. A typical girl's night this had turned out to be, having painted one another's toes and fingers. Izzie's was a bit of a pink ombre to match her hair, while Cassie's now sported a bit of a try at green ombre on her toes but fingernails were a nice dark green, like that of hunter green. Wine glass half full sitting on the wooden floor, seeming forgotten until one of them reached for it, wanting to have just one more taste; at this rate a third bottle was going to be open before the night was over.<br><br>The pair had been in the middle of talking about something, the forced drag out of making Cassie admit the crush she had on owner of 'Pacific Pages'; Mr. Heidermann. Izzie wouldn't admit her crush also had on the man, knowing it would in the end hurt her best friend. She still had her time in the store shopping for books, twice a week like clock work, never saying a word to the man but silently watching when she could sneak a chance. Sometime during that conversation Isabelle began watching her friend quietly, the way a laugh was given, or how her eyes had just a touch of honey to them if a person looked long enough. A slight cough was given before picking up her glass of wine and taking a long pull. A friend shouldn't be looking at her best friend in the way she had been, let alone thinking the thought of; 'What If'. Izzie seriously needed to attempt dating, if she would just stop assuming that everyone they came across should fall head over heels with Cassie first. 
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				Post by: <strong>Phoenixrisen</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 05:42:21</strong>
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				"Seriously, I have no idea what it is about that guy. He's just always so quiet," Cassie giggled a drunken giggle as she reached for the glass, nearly knocking it over before she got the stem firmly in her hands and took a sip. "He's such an enigma, and so dreamy..." She trailed off with a sigh as Izzie gave a little cough. "What's wrong?" She cocked her head to the side blinking at her best friend in an owlish way as she set her glass aside to stretch slow and languid. She took a moment in her extended state to look over her nails, they'd come out rather pretty. She shook her head, ending her stretch on her hands and knees, not trusting herself to get up, she crawled over to her friends side and gave her a little hug.<br><br>"He seems to like you better than me," She confided softly. It would have taken an idiot not to realize the fellow in question was much more her quiet, bookish friends type than hers. "Besides, you're prettier than me." She nodded firmly, quite convinced of the truth of her pronouncement. Totally oblivious to the way her friend had been looking her over just a few moments ago, she'd been lost in a serious case of the blushes, she pressed a quick peck to her cheek. Well, she'd intended it to be a quick peck, but she lost her balance somewhere along the way and started to fall straight towards her friend.
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				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 06:11:18</strong>
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				<em>Seriously, I have no idea what it is about that guy. He's just always so quiet, He's such an enigma, and so dreamy..."</em> Once again Cassie was gushing over the ever mysterious Mr. Heidermann, jealousy shouldn't have been had over that fact. If Izzie was a bit more outspoken like her best friend then perhaps she would have found someone by now, yet that really wasn't true. She was a firm believer of being single if Cassie was, wanting nothing more than to always be around and available to support her friend; 'Girls over Bros' they had always claimed. Izzie had taken those words a bit too much to heart perhaps, she watch Cassie moving around before crawling over upon her hands and knees. <em>"What's wrong?"</em> It was time to stop drinking, at least neither of them had to worry about work the next day. <em>Nothing.. I'm fine. You should go and talk to him. Make small talk about his cat..we could even write a poem about the shades of it's fur and you could give it to him as a present...he would like that maybe..or think of you as a crazy stalker with the beautiful red hair..."</em>, she mused aloud, having meant for it to be an inner thought. It seemed that they both needed to be cut off now. <br><br><em>"He seems to like you better than me, "Besides, you're prettier than me."</em>, the normal things Cassie said when slightly drunk began falling from her lips. The bit about thinking that Izzie was liked better and prettier, all of which was actually bullshit. A kiss against her cheek was felt but Cassie quickly feel over, ending up knocking Izzie over. Upon her back looking up at Cassie she was now, all prior thoughts forgotten about. She began to laugh out of no where still looking up at her friend. <em>"You know we could get a cat...his cat could fall in love with our cat..then they could get married and have little cat babies...but wouldn't that make him our in-law? So it would be incest if we decided to hook-up with him right...</em>, Izzie threw out before starting to laugh all over again, a bright blush having appeared upon both cheeks. 
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				Post by: <strong>Phoenixrisen</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 06:29:05</strong>
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				Talk to him? She wouldn't know where to start. Especially now when she was about to fall on her best friend... Maybe it was time for the drinking to be done. The sweet nectar that they'd been drinking was tasty, but she was more than a little tipsy. That thought took her the rest of the way over, face to face with Izzie, barely managing to keep herself from falling flush onto her. A fit of giggles overcame her at Izzie's idea. "I'm not sure it counts with in-laws," She returned with a shake of her head. Not for the first time in one of their drunken states, Cassie's eyes caught on Izzie's face as she laughed, her cheeks brightening to a deep red. "You really are so pretty," She half slurred, carefully picking up one hand to brush the hair back from Izzie's face.<br><br>"We should totally make him notice you. He's just your type," She smiled, plopping down beside Izzie and looking sideways at her. "Of course, if we were gonna use a cat we'd totally have to lose it first. Make sure he notices you." She nodded sagely and squirmed forward to kiss Izzie on the forehead, nodding firmly. "Let's start a scheme, we'll call it, Bookkeeper for Izzie!" She giggled then, nuzzling playfully at her friend.
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				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 06:46:47</strong>
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				<em>"I'm not sure it counts with in-laws"</em> Did it truly matter by that point, the two of them were thinking about that spoken thought freely, wondering wither or not it would or wouldn't count as incest. Into a full fit of giggles Isabelle had become lost, only being pulled out of that state by hearing her best friend and feeling hair being brushed away from her face. <em>"You really are so pretty."</em> Izzie stared at her oldest friend silently for a moment before she went off talking about craziness as usual. <em>"We should totally make him notice you. He's just your type."</em><br><br>In reality Izzie didn't have a type, she tried out many different types of men, mostly polar opposites of herself, only to end up alone again and again. <em>"Of course, if we were gonna use a cat we'd totally have to lose it first. Make sure he notices you. Let's start a scheme, we'll call it, Bookkeeper for Izzie!"</em> At Cassie's words all she could do was shake her head, that was the sad part about their drunken nights, the fact they seemed to be the two people in the world, no matter how bad the hangover the next day, every single thing from the night before was remembered, even more so in Izzie's case. Inwardly she frowned, knowing that for at least a week her friend would do everything in her power to try and make the bookkeeper notice her. This next week was going to be hell, Izzie knew it already. <em>"..Yeah alright.."</em>, was whispered softly before looking away down to her toenails, trying to let the conversation drop so they could go do their own thing for the remainder of the evening. 
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				Post by: <strong>Phoenixrisen</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 06:54:07</strong>
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				"Was wrong?" Cassie asked as Izzie's manner changed to that of a more depressed state. This wasn't good. This wasn't how their girls night was supposed to end. Not after the hell of a week they'd just been through. That had been the point of the drink til you drop girls night in to begin with. To cheer themselves up. This would never do. Nope nope nope. Cassie draped herself over her friend, cuddling in as close as she was allowed. "Tell me was wrong so I can make it better."
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				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 07:05:34</strong>
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				She should have known better than to assume that Cassie was simply going to allow for everything to just be dropped. <em>"Was wrong?"</em>, was voiced and the tone was known quite well. Izzie really hoped that the matter would be dropped but it wasn't going to be so easily now. The fiery redhead moved over her in a flash beginning to cuddle and hug onto her. <em>"Tell me was wrong so I can make it better."</em> A deep sigh was given before trying to pry herself away from her friend, her state turning quicken into that of depressed drunk. If Cassie wasn't around so much, Izzie more than likely would have been an recluse alcoholic. <br><br><em>"Nothing Cassandra, Let's get you to bed..."</em>, Isabelle's tone having changed from that of friend to parent. It was about time to go drink from that hidden stash of wine in her room. Friends didn't known everything about one another even when it seemed that they did know everything and anything about one another. 
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				Post by: <strong>Phoenixrisen</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 07:11:37</strong>
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				"What'd I do?" Cassie insisted, intentionally letting herself go limp. It had to be something she'd done. What had she done? "Wanna make you smile. You're so pretty when you smile." One finger found its slow careful way to the side of Izzie's mouth, trailing drunkenly about her face in the process before catching on the corner of her mouth where her lips came together and feebly tried to push it up into a smile. The look she gave Izzie was one of wide eyed, pitiful remorse.
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				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 07:22:55</strong>
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				Isabelle should have cut them both off when that first bottle had disappeared, but she had allowed for Cassie to talk her into opening yet another one and not this was the result. Drunken Cassie who hadn't made an appearance in quite a bit of time now, not to this degree. <em>What'd I do? Wanna make you smile. You're so pretty when you smile."</em> It was going to be one of those rare fights, she already knew it and trying to prepare herself. A deep breath was taken before inwardly counting to ten. Then Cassie had done it, a finger was trying to push her lips upwards into a smile. Icy blue eyes snapped open catching sight of her friend giving her one of the most pitiful looks she had ever seen.<br><br><em>"You are fucking kidding me right..</em> This was going to be rare form, how Izzie was about to react. In one shift movement she sat up pushing Cassie off of her before standing up. Over to the bottom of wine she walked or rather wobbled before turning around and walking off to her room slamming the door shut. Over to her bed she moved before sitting down on the floor near the edge of her bed. A hand reached underneath the bed, feeling around for a few moments before pulling out one of those cheap bottles of wine with the twistable caps. Opened up it was and Izzie began to start drinking by herself. The tears always kept in private, the ones her own best friend didn't know about beginning to flow, feeling beyond frustrated and everything and anything. Loneliness and boredom didn't mix well, it lead to a depressing that couldn't be snapped out of for weeks, she was just good and faking it for Cassie. 
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				Post by: <strong>Phoenixrisen</strong> on <strong>19-01-2013, 07:37:37</strong>
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				<strong>To Izzie's Bedroom:</strong><br><br><br>"Izzie!" Cassie wailed, lower lip beginning to tremble as tears rolled down her cheeks. She too forced herself to her much to stumbly legs and followed after her friend at a much slower pace. After a few knocks and bumps that would likely leave bruises in the morning, she made it to Izzie's door and into the room without so much as a knock. "I wasn' done talking!" She slurred as firmly as she could manage. She marched her way right up to Izzie, stumbling over her own feet a few times along the way and dragged the bottle out of Izzie's hand. Vaguely she wondered why she hadn't seen Izzie take the bottle, but Cassie dismissed that concern as minor at the moment.<br><br>"You're beautiful, and you're my best friend, and I'm sorry," She whimpered, wiping lightly at the tears on Izzie's face. Why was Izzie crying? Izzie never cried. "Don't cry," She whispered moving closer to her friend, intending to do nothing more than hug her, but in the way of drunken issues with depth perception, her lips caught lightly against her friend's along the way. For just a moment, Cassie froze, but only a moment. After all, how many times had she let someone comfort her with kisses and caresses and damn it Izzie was so damned pretty and she'd always kinda wondered when she felt like. If Izzie was gonna be mad at her either way, she may as well make it worth the fight. In drunk logic it made sense anyway.<br><br>Cassie moved her lips lightly against Izzie's, arms moving to tug her close.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>20-01-2013, 19:37:10</strong>
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				The peace and solitude of being able to cry out frustrations, int eh peace of her own room wouldn't last for long. Cassie came into her room without so much as a knock to the door. Over her feet, life long best friend tripped before finally reaching Izzie and pulling the bottle of wine from her hands. <em>"You're beautiful, and you're my best friend, and I'm sorry."</em>, Cassie would say or rather more or less whimper out. <br><br>Fingertips were felt wiping away the tears that had been falling. Isabelle knew that this wasn't good, she never cried around Cassandra, even when drunk. Her sadness and depression were more or less hidden from everyone in town, save for the doctor who gave her drugs. Drugs which were always flushed down he toilet or abused during a night of drinking. Blue eyes look at Cassie in silence, wanting nothing more than the tell the woman to go away and leave her alone.<br><br>In for a hug Cassie moved but it didn't end up as a hug, to say the very least. Lips brushed lightly against her own, the feeling being one which couldn't be described. It had to be an accident and nothing more, they were both beyond drunk for heaven's sake. She began to edge away very slightly but Cassie moved into again actually kissing her. Izzie didn't know what to do, her eyes closed and she just allowed for it to happen, knowing it would be over soon enough. 
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				Post by: <strong>Phoenixrisen</strong> on <strong>20-01-2013, 20:09:06</strong>
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				Even stumbling drunk the fact that Izzie had first drew back, and then just let the kissing happen. Damn, she really had messed up royally this time. Cassie pulled back quickly, not wanting to cause more of a problem than she likely already had. The sudden movement sent her plummeting from the bed and landing hard on her back on the wooden floor. The air whooshed out of her lungs and she made a small pained sound deep in her throat, but it wasn't anything she didn't deserve for causing her friend even more distress.<br><br>Silent tears streamed out of Cassie's eyes as she lay there on the floor, reliving her humiliation from high school, and more than once after that. She's just forced herself on her best friend like those idiots had forced themselves on her. How could she have done that to her best friend? Losing herself in drunken self flagellation, it never occurred to her to ask her friend if she was okay, or anything of that nature. No, in her mind she was firmly convincing herself that she was a monster for kissing her best friend without her permission. Which was exactly why she remained there on the hard, cold floor in the least comfortable position that she'd been in in some time. Because she deserved it.
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				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>20-01-2013, 20:34:11</strong>
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				The feeling of Cassie pulling away caused Izzie to open her eyes and look up toward her friend just in time to see her fall off of the bed. She believed that Cassie would get right back up and not stay down there, even as a slight pained sound was heard. A few minutes passed and she wasn't getting up, Izzie got off of her bed and knelt down next to Cassie, seeing the tears falling from her eyes. She began wiping them away quickly, wondering if she fell on something that she had left on the floor by mistake. <em>"Cassie..Cassandra..where does it hurt.. where does it hurt..?"</em> she asked before moving over the woman. <br><br>She began crying once again herself, worried that her best friend was gravely hurt. What if it had been a nail file, now deep in her back or a nail clipper or a curling iron. <em>"Cassie...Cassie...Where does it hurt..?"</em>, was asked against while slipping a hand underneath her back to feel for blood or a broken bone. She leaned down and pressed her lips to Cassie's forehead and then she didn't know how it happened, their lips were locked and this exciting passion and sense of love and belonging was felt. 
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				Post by: <strong>Phoenixrisen</strong> on <strong>20-01-2013, 21:17:53</strong>
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				Cassie was oblivious at first to her friend kneeling over her, too locked away with her own demons to notice the frightened words, then her friend was over her, touching her. "I'm sorry," She whispered softly, barely more than a breath, and then Izzie's lips were on hers and quite to Cassie's shock they were kissing. It was a warm feeling, comforting, and she gave herself up to it, wrapping her arms lightly around Izzie's back as her lips opened slightly, allowing her tongue to flick lightly over Izzie's lips, teasing at them.<br><br>A part of her, sobered a good deal by the emotional turmoil she'd just been inflicting on herself wondered where the hell this had come from and what she was doing, but for now she pushed it away because a larger part of her needed this. Needed the solace of another person's touch, needed the acknowledgement that she had not destroyed the relationship she had with her best friend over some stupid drunken mistake. A small whimper escaped her throat as her hands traced lightly over Izzie's back in soft, short caresses.<br><br>That traitorous, sober portion of her warned that she was in very dangerous waters. That she could likely be doing that damage right now. She crushed it down with as much force as she could, allowing her hands to slip under Izzie's shirt and continue their ministrations on her bare skin. The feel of her soft flesh under Cassie's hands was divine.
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				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>21-01-2013, 16:41:19</strong>
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				The soft feeling of Cassie's hands, the taste of her lips, how graceful and elegant she was. Izzie was entrapped within a spell that had been written by nail polish, girl talk and bottles of wine. Something that had never happened before, yet seemed that it was supposed to have happened before this. Touching Cassandra, being touched by her in return felt so natural. How kissing, being kissed in a way that made her feel loved and beyond wanted. <em>"This feels good..."</em> was the last conscience though Isabelle had before darkness took over. <br><br>Blue eyes opened and stared up at the ceiling, light flowed into the room from the window. Isabelle's head was hurting and she for the very first time couldn't remember what had happened the night before. <em>"What the fuck happened.... I only had wine..."</em>&nbsp; Slowly Izzie began to sit up, realizing that she had been upon the floor with her off. Even more confused in the moment she was, why were her shirt and bra gone, why did nipples slightly ache, why had she been upon the floor?<br><br>After finally moving to stand up, Isabelle began moving towards the bathroom and had a thought; <em>"Did something happen...Did Cassie and I.... Omg..."</em> Panic began to set in, daily routine was done, take a shower, get dressed, do hair and make-up. Avoid the other side of the loft where Cassie mostly&nbsp; resided, before walking out the door and heading to the Bakery. She needed to take her mind off of things and what better way than baking and decorating a few treats, perhaps a nice conversation could be had this day, even when Isabelle was feeling less than talkative at the present time. 
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				Post by: <strong>Phoenixrisen</strong> on <strong>22-01-2013, 02:49:41</strong>
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				Cassie awoke to hair in her face and a shirtless Izzie partially under her. She moaned as she rolled off her friend trying for the life of her to remember what the hell had happened the night before. She'd never been this bad off in the past, had always remembered every excruciating detail. She'd always remembered the next day. Then a bit of memory returned to her and she wished that it hadn't. Her and Izzie on the bed, her kissing Izzie when she didn't want to be kissed. Had she gone farther than that? Had there been some kind of scuffle? Had she raped her best friend? The thought was too much to bear. She had to get out of here.<br><br>Cassie didn't even bother with a shower, simply bolted to her room and changed clothes. Once that was done she dragged a comb through her hair until it was as behaved as could be expected then pulled it into an uncharacteristically plain pony tail. She nearly stumbled over a partially full wine bottle as she made her way quickly to the bathroom to take care of the liqour on her breath and for a moment there was a glimmer of memory. A nagging that the wine bottle shouldn't have been there. She dismissed it as a guilty conscious. A quick brushing of her teeth and gargling of mouth wash later, Cassie was on her way out.
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				Post by: <strong>Phoenixrisen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 04:25:13</strong>
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				Much later that night Cassie pushed her way through the front door of their apartment. She'd meant to be home before this, hopefully when Izzie wasn't at home. She wasn't ready to face her best friend yet, not after the hours she'd just spent wrist deep in hair dye. They'd had to call her in straight from the shop when a whole bus full of tourists had decided on a lark to get their hair dyed all at once. It had been insane. Her head was still pounding from the dye fumes that rarely bothered her at all. Really, they should have just turned the women down on such short notice. Oh well, it was done with now, and she could just drop off the present and head back out. Not that she knew where she was going, but she couldn't stay here, not tonight.<br><br>The house was quiet, and so at first she thought that maybe, just maybe, someone out there in the cosmos had decided to smile down on her and Izzie was out. Then she passed by the kitchen, and there Izzie was, looking at her cookbooks. Maybe she could just sneak past and then sneak back out. Usually when Izzie was looking at her cookbooks she was pretty into them. Her level of concentration had more than once resulted in her not hearing a word that Cassie was telling her. All but holding her breath, Cassie decided to give the sneaking by a try.
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				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 04:40:57</strong>
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				Seated in a chair at the counter in the kitchen Isabelle was, flipping through pages of a cookbook trying to find a good recipe for 'Spotted Dick'. The day had started out with quite a bit of uncertainty, waking up after a night of drinking with Cassie and not remembering a damn thing. There were so many questions that needed answers, Why was her shirt off, Why had they drunk so fucking much, Had they kissed; Had it turned into something more. Those were questions that couldn't be mulled over, for they could drive a person crazy. Izzie retreated from the thoughts and questions to work where a man had been met, well more formally introduced to her; Sebastian. He had some type of aura around him, it infected people and she indeed had been affected by it. The rest of the day Isabelle had been smiling and letting the sudden good mood of somehow ending up with a plan to have lunch with the man the next day, rub off of everyone who came in contact with her. After work she had gone to the gym and gotten some of her worrying thoughts and nervousness about the next afternoon out to be forgotten about at least for a little bit of time. <br><br>Now Izzie was back home, reading through cookbooks trying to find the perfect recipe to make for Sebastian the next day. She wanted so very much to impress the man, wanted to give him something that would remind him of his first home; England. It would never be admitted to anyone else, let alone herself that a crush was forming from a conversation that lasted all of ten minutes. A conversation that seemed to have held the promise of much more, done all on her own without the help or meddling of Cassie for the first time in her life. A page was turned idly before hearing the door to the loft open, it seemed that Cassie was finally going to make an appearance. Izzie had a way to try and smooth things over, some kid had come into the bakery earlier and left her the oddest note. That note might be the thing which could make things right again. <em>"Hi Cassie...I'm in the kitchen.."</em>, Isabelle yelled, having a feeling that best friend was trying her very best to avoid her for the time being. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Town of Elliquiy:  Cassie &amp; Izzie's Loft.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phoenixrisen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 04:50:31</strong>
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				<em>Fuck!</em> Cassie thought as she heard Izzie calling out to her. No sneaking by and leaving her her present then. After being summoned like that she couldn't very well just keep going like she'd been unnoticed. True, she wanted to avoid Izzie as much as possible, but she wasn't going to be that rude to her best friend. So, tucking the book carefully behind her back, Cassie tiptoed into the kitchen, her eyes resting on the stove as she inched her way along. The book only a reminder that Izzie was about to flambe her for another reason too. Assuming she told her about the lunch date. She would one way or the other though, so really, it was best that Cassie tell her about it herself.<br><br>"So, the oddest thing happened today," Cassie started, voice tentative.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Town of Elliquiy:  Cassie &amp; Izzie's Loft.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 05:06:19</strong>
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				Isabelle looked up Cassie made her way into the kitchen, it wasn't understood why her best friend looked as if she were on her way to the electric chair or something. Blue eyes watched carefully while eyebrows knitted together slightly. <em>"So, the oddest thing happened today..."</em> Cassie would finally say and that gave Izzie the perfect entrance to show that note which was lying on the counter. Towards her friend that note was pushed before just spilling into it all. <em>"Oh really me too. You have to read this, this kid left me a note at the bakery. He called me 'Hot Cupcake Baker Babe'. Isn't that just ridiculous. I think that he's sixteen and new in town or something, I don't remember him for some reason. So what happened to you, what was so odd about your day? Other than the fact that you've been avoiding me. I mean come on, gone before I even wake up. Walking in here like you just did. What's wrong...?</em> was said quietly. Izzie had left out the part about how great things had gone today, that a new friend might have been made. She wasn't going to allow for Cassie to steal the spotlight this time around, Isabelle wanted a friend who actually saw her as herself without Cassie always being around. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Town of Elliquiy:  Cassie &amp; Izzie's Loft.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phoenixrisen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 05:17:33</strong>
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				Cassie's lips twitched into a reluctant smile as she read the note, listening to Izzie talk about her day. "That's cute," She said, handing the note back. "He sounds adorable." She cleared her throat then. "So, after this morning I went to the book store to get you something," She started, deciding that it was best just to get it all out in the open right now. "Well Mr. Heidermann and I kinda started talking, and we're having lunch on Tuesday." Cassie's face and voice were apologetic. "It's not really a date I don't think. More he's lonely because he's been having trouble fitting in. I think..."<br><br>Cassie bowed her head, biting at her lower lip waiting of the onslaught. This wasn't going to be pretty she was sure. Not when Izzie had been crushing on the man longer than she had been. Not when Izzie was the one that was always in his shop. To think, this wasn't even the worst part. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Town of Elliquiy:  Cassie &amp; Izzie's Loft.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 05:40:18</strong>
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				<em>"That's cute, He sounds adorable."</em>, Cassie would say giving Izzie a bit of hope that whatever it was that was going on between them could be fixed rather easily. Then Cassie was clearing her throat before speaking again, <em>So, after this morning I went to the book store to get you something, We'll Mr. Heidermann and I kinda started talking, and we're having lunch on Tuesday. It's not really a date I don't think. More he's lonely because he's been having trouble fitting in. I think..."</em><br><br>Isabelle felt as if she had been slapped across the face, of all the people in town. There was also the fact that many a time she had denied a date herself because she knew that Cassie was crushing upon them first, it was the right thing to do. Girl Code had all but been broken, all of these years Izzie had honored the code, even giving up the first person who had asked her to Prom, all because of Cassandra. The cookbook was snapped closed without warning as she moved to stand staring at the one who a moment ago was her best friend but now meant as much to her as a common whore on the street. <br><br><em>"You are a fucking bitch. I don't think it's lunch, that's fucking bullshit, you knew and that's why you came here pulling this fucking fake acting shit. Of course you started talking, talking is just so easy for you to do now isn't it. What did you also accidentally trip and wind up upon his dick while you were at it. You always do this shit, expect for me to never cross lines and shit in regards to people that you like but you can't give me the same fucking thought. Fucking double standard even for a low down bitch like you."</em>, the words were shouted out, the anger felt so deep within. Izzie was quite happy that she hadn't told her about Sebastian after all, lord knows she might end up on a date with him as well. <br><br><em>"Cassandra.. Perfect Cassandra.. Everyone likes her.. loves her so much more than me.. even my own fucking parents, they like you more than they like me their own fucking daughter. So congratulations... I made a new friend today but I will not tell you, least you take them away as well. I've been in the shadows of your life since I was fucking four years old.. you have had me walking two steps behind you all this time. No more.. Get the fuck out, I don't want you here anymore. I pay the rent every month without question, without expecting anything in return from you. No more. <strong>GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOME..MY HOME NOT YOURS YOU FUCKING BITCH..</strong>"</em>, those last words screamed as cookbook was picked up and throw at Cassie's face. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Town of Elliquiy:  Cassie &amp; Izzie's Loft.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Phoenixrisen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 05:53:46</strong>
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				"Is that what you've really thought about me all those years?" Cassie asked, silent tears streaking down her cheeks after Izzie had said her piece. "You never said a word!" Cassie's chin quivered as the oh so expensive book fell from nerveless fingers. "I never asked you to stay away from anyone. How many times did I try to set you up with anyone you showed an interest in. You never let me help you! Hell! You think high school was easy for me? Beauty school wasn't any better but you never bothered to pay attention! You're no different then the rest of them, damn you. No different!"<br><br>Cassie took a step back, foot knocking against the paper wrapped parcel that contained the book she'd just spent all of her savings on as she did so. "You talk like I never did anything around here. Like I lived off you, but we both know that's not true, I gave you my share! But you want me out, fine! I don't want to know you anymore." With that, Cassie ran out of the apartment, slamming the door behind her. She didn't know where she would end up, she just knew that she had to be far away from here. Far away from Izzie. She didn't want to ever speak to her again, not when all these years the woman who was supposed to be her best friend had thought she was a whore just like everyone else who'd never bothered to get to know her. Maybe Izzie never had either.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Town of Elliquiy:  Cassie &amp; Izzie's Loft.</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Silver</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 07:58:37</strong>
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				<em>"Is that what you've really thought about me all those years?You never said a word! I never asked you to stay away from anyone. How many times did I try to set you up with anyone you showed an interest in. You never let me help you! Hell! You think high school was easy for me? Beauty school wasn't any better but you never bothered to pay attention! You're no different then the rest of them, damn you. No different!"</em><br><br><em>"You talk like I never did anything around here. Like I lived off you, but we both know that's not true, I gave you my share! But you want me out, fine! I don't want to know you anymore."</em> With that being said Cassie turned and ran out of the apartment, with the door slamming behind her as she left. Isabelle was in tears by that point, tears of anger. The fact that Cassie had left spoke more than her words, actions always spoke louder than words. A bag was noticed upon the floor and she picked it up opening it up. Inside was the first edition of a book she had found herself looking at time and time again. Upon the counter it was placed before heading Izzie headed to her room. <br><br>The bottle of wine was seen on the floor, for it she reached pulling out the cork and taking a long drink after sitting down on the floor. This day had gone from bad, to the best ever to down right horrible. Isabelle realized that she didn't even have a soul to talk to in that moment. Mommy and Daddy could be called and cried too, other people in town weren't as close to her as Cassie was. The tears began pouring anew, knowing how much that book had cost, had Cassie been trying to smooth things over about the night before? Were they going to talk and she finally find out what the hell had happened. This had been the worst two days of Izzie's life. The bottle of wine was finished and another was pulled from underneath her bed, one with a screw-able cap. In record time that one was finished as well. The last thing Isabelle was thinking about before she passed out was the fact that the friendship she had treasured so very deeply was now over in a period of less than five minutes. Twenty years down the drain in five minutes, what did that say about the friendship in the first place.
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