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Post by Zippy on Dec 21, 2011 8:23:10 GMT -5
((here we gooooo. I haven't put much thought into her personality so I'm excited to see what comes out. I also don't think either of them should know about their parents, and should be shocked they know each other at all. They are keeping it a secret bc zippy's daughter knows her parents would never approve))
Melody Elizabeth Jacobs hovered outside of O'Reagan's in Brooklyn, trying to keep a low profile as she waited for Mike Shamien. Brooklyn always made her nervous, but her options were limited if she wanted to see him. Plus, she knew that no one would recognize her here- there was no way she'd run into any of her mother or father's friends, or even her younger brother Daniel's.
She had only just escaped dinner at Aunt Sarah's, where the rest of the family was. She told her parents she had needed to study for her final exams that week, and needed to go to the library. Her mother had given her a jealous look- her and Aunt Sarah never really got along- but it sort of worked out because she was the one that ultimately excused her. And even though Mel felt bad, she needed to see Mike. He was all she could think about, her final exams be damned. If she didn't see him, she wouldn't do well anyway.
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Post by tshamien on Dec 21, 2011 8:59:52 GMT -5
Michael Shamien came stumbling out of the bar, laughing. Following right behind were of course the notorious Conlon brothers. The three boys had had way too much to drink.
Mikey blinked when he saw Melody and stood there a little bit surprised to see her at first. Then he shook his head and shouted "Hey!"
Sean and Patrick Conlon glanced at each other wondering how the hell Michael Shamien knew a fancy girl like that.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 21, 2011 12:22:20 GMT -5
Melody smiled when she saw him, although it wavered a little when she saw how drunk he was. It was a Sunday night!
"Hi." she cleared her throat, wondering what she could and couldn't say in front of his friends.
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Post by tshamien on Dec 21, 2011 14:20:04 GMT -5
Sean clapped his buddy on the shoulder. "We're calling it a night, ya know...wife to get home to." He shrugged.
"I on the other hand am going to get laid," Patrick said and then burped.
Mikey glared at him and then shook his heas, "Nice Pat." He rolled his eyes.
Patrick waved goodbye and the two Conlons separated going to their respective destinations.
"So...whatcha doing here?" Mikey asked her, surprised that she was in Brooklyn number one and number too that she was standing outside probably one of the dirtiest bars in the city. It was full of newsies and dockworkers, boys who could barely afford to eat let alone drown their sorrows in beer.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 21, 2011 14:24:35 GMT -5
"I wanted to see you," Melody replied, but for some reason felt foolish now. "I didn't know how else to find you, and we werent supposed to meet again until next week..."
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Post by Gypsy on Dec 21, 2011 14:25:05 GMT -5
((Luuurking...are Jacquie and Sean married?? SO CUTE!))
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Post by tshamien on Dec 21, 2011 14:29:20 GMT -5
Mikey smiled at her, "So you traveled all the way down into scary seedy Brooklyn to see me?" He licked his lips and went over to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. "Doll, please don't do that ever again cause something bad could happen to ya."
Mikey started walking back toward his house, yes the Shamiens had finally purchased their own home when Mikey was around five years old. Mikey had decided to fix up the third floor with the help of his father and he had the priveledge of basically having his own apartment while still living with his family.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 21, 2011 14:37:49 GMT -5
Mel frowned. "Did you just drunkenly scold me, Mike Shamien?" She looked up at him, raising her brow. "What am I suppose to do? Your family doesn't have a phone, I can't call."
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Post by tshamien on Dec 21, 2011 14:40:10 GMT -5
Mikey started laughing, "Send me a fucking telegram or something." He pursed his lips together and then laughed again. "I am really fucking drunk, babe...Sorry." He stumbled and then grabbed her shoulder.
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Post by Zippy on Dec 21, 2011 14:51:02 GMT -5
Melody grabbed onto him, but he was so much bigger than her that it didn't do much. She wasn't sure why she was so annoyed but what had she expected? "I haven't seen you this drunk since the night we met," she mumbled, wondering if it was worth a lost night of studying to take care of him.
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Post by tshamien on Dec 21, 2011 14:57:47 GMT -5
Mikey looked down at her, "That was a good night. Seany had gotten married a week earlier and he finally told us boys. That's why I was so drunk." He admitted.
Mikey stopped walking and then pulled her close to him. He kissed her soundly. When he was through he looked down at her. He smiled. In the back of his mind he knew that this couldn't last, she needed someone who could give her a house, nice things, someone dignified and proper. He was a street kid, a hood rat, he would always be scraping his pennies together to get by. Melody didn't deserve that kind of life and she was too accustomed to an easier way of living. He'd ruin her.
Mikey cupped her cheek in his hand and sighed, he swallowed. "You staying over?"
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Post by Zippy on Dec 21, 2011 15:02:52 GMT -5
Melody smiled up at him. He was so handsome, and easily the sexiest man she had ever met or ever will meet. "I don't know...my mother may worry." eh, who was she kidding? Her father would be the one waiting up if she didn't come home. "but...our place is pretty big, they probably won't even notice if I come home early enough."
They didn't notice the countless times she snuck Mike in and out, that was for sure.
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Post by tshamien on Dec 21, 2011 15:05:43 GMT -5
((LMAO, they are all terrible children))
"Good," He wrapped his arm around her waist and turned the corner, heading to his house. Mikey was quiet for awhile, he chewed on his bottom lip. "I got promoted...was why I was drinkin..."
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Post by Zippy on Dec 21, 2011 15:09:40 GMT -5
Melody grinned up at him, squeezing his hand. "Yeah? That's fantastic, Michael! What do your duties include now?"
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Post by tshamien on Dec 21, 2011 15:15:17 GMT -5
"I get to tell everybody else what to do, great huh?" He smirked at her and then sort of stumbled up the steps of his front stoop.
"Where to put shit on the boat, stuff like that." Michael shrugged. He shoved his key in the door and turned.
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