Listening to: Happy Violentines Day- BOTDF
Playing: My guitar
Eating: old chocolate
(( Well, today sucked.
Lets make it better with some good old rp. ))
Melody turned to look out the window at the cold rain falling. Just another reason for valentines day to be even more depressing. But she turned back to her work, wondering if this holiday would get any better. She was doing what she does every valentines day: writing sappy love songs and eating old chocolate. If valentines day was good for anything, it was for writing love songs. She looked down at her paper and sighed. She was growing tired of this. Every year the same. She should've been enjoying today, being with that certain somebody, but here she was, protesting on her couch. As she popped a chocolate in her mouth, she heard a knock. She turned to the door, and heard it again. She hurried to the door, wondering who it could be...