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Post by Harley Quinn on Aug 8, 2017 22:37:48 GMT -6
Finally the weekend had arrived. The Saturday afternoon sky resembled a sheet of steel that had been scorched black in places, with a few scattered areas of mustard-yellow corrosion. Rain had not begun to fall, but the air seemed tense in expectation of it. Though the weather was glum, it didn't dampen Harley's mood. She was still gleeful it was the weekend, and had made plans to spend the evening with Charlotte Marcello.
Harley had first met the girl at her fathers speakeasy. Charlotte was conducting business with a couple of Korso’s goons and Harley knowing immediately who the buxom beauty was, could hardly pass up the opportunity to introduce herself — it would've been plain bad manners. It didn’t take them long to hit it off and ever since then the two have been rubbing shoulders.
Now, laying on her stomach and chain-smoking a pack of Marlboro Red cigarettes, she flicked through the pages of a Criminal Law Handbook, The: Know Your Rights, Survive the System while waiting for her friend to arrive.
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Post by Charlotte Marcello on Aug 10, 2017 20:00:55 GMT -6
Charlotte hummed happily as she skipped up the stairs to her friend Harley's apartment. She was carrying a large bag that had the things she would need for her favorite alcoholic drink, Gin, champagne, and sugar. Harley had given her a key for tonight so she could come right in.
And the princess of the city was really looking forward to this. Usually she spent time with her sister and a few other girls but most of those girls were once she had experimented with and Harley didn't seem like the time. It felt like Charlotte was finally starting to make friends outside. And she was really looking forward to becoming closer to Harley.
The blonde had seemed depressed lately and Charlotte was hoping to cheer her up.
"I'm here Harley!" She called out as she locked the door to the apartment behind her and then carried the bag into the kitchen.
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Post by Harley Quinn on Aug 10, 2017 20:29:09 GMT -6
Harley, who'd lost her slipper and was rubbing the toes of her slipper-less foot in its sloppy anklet against the pile of unread book heaped on the couch beside her, perked at the familiar friendly voice. Her hand poised over the navy blue law handbook she was reading, she looked up, and gave a big smile when Charlotte stepped into the room. “Hi girlie!" Harley pulled herself up, crossing her legs indian style and shoved cigarette packs and books aside clearing a space for her friend to sit. “I’m so happy you could make it!" she exclaimed after a pause with all the emphasis of wonder and welcome. "Long time no see. Come here and have a seat," Harley said patting the space beside her. "How've you been?" she asked with a brilliant and happy smile.
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Post by Charlotte Marcello on Aug 11, 2017 23:02:59 GMT -6
Charlotte grinned and laughed. "Give me one moment Sweetie I'm mixing us up some drinks." Charlotte called to her friend. She mixed a large amount of the drink together and poured both herself and Harley a glass leaving the rest in the kitchen for latter. Charlotte practically skipped over to her friend and sat down smoothly next to her holding out a glass.
"Here you go try it. This is one of my favorite drinks of all time. Though I doubt I make it as well as some of the bartenders here in town." She said laughing as she took a sip herself.
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Post by Harley Quinn on Aug 12, 2017 1:00:42 GMT -6
Grinning like a minx Harley accepted the cocktail from Charlotte and took a sip, champaign bubbles danced on her tongue and it made her giggle. "Mmmm this is delicious," she enthused. "Reminds me of a French 75 without the lemon." Harley took another sip before setting the cocktail firmly on the coffee table.
At Charlotte's comment Harley made an you-have-got-to-be-kidding-me face and waved her hand dismissively. "Psh don't be ridiculous. You mix drinks as good as any bartender in this town." And as if to prove her point Harley snatched up her cocktail and finished it off.
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Post by Charlotte Marcello on Aug 20, 2017 16:22:29 GMT -6
Charlotte laughed and pushed lightly at Harley's shoulder jokingly. "Oh I doubt that darling but I won't say no to a complement." She giggled as she leaned against her friends shoulder. "So what do you want to do tonight darling other then drink and complement me I mean?" She said laughing. She pulled at a book that was on the shelf. "Have you been doing anything fun recently?" She asked giving Harley a sweet smile.
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Post by Harley Quinn on Aug 28, 2017 2:46:55 GMT -6
"You and I are going out and are going to have the time of our lives!" Harley reached across Charlotte for the phone, "and we're doing it in style." There was a mysterious grin on her face as she punched in the number for a limousine service. Harley went through limousine companies the way she went through cigarettes. She never paid her bills, so the limousine people would shut off her credit, and she'd shift to another company. The drivers loved her madly, because she'd doe out fifteen and twenty-five dollar tips. "All organised," she said, "they'll be here to pick us up at seven thirty. That gives us a couple of hours to get ready." Harley leapt up from the couch, into the bedroom and over to her draws overflowing with clothes. She started to sift through them for something suitable to wear. "Not since we were last together," she called out in answer to her friends question. "Come in here and choose something for yourself we'd be about the same size and trust me you're gonna want to get dressed for this."
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