- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Online Availability
- Completely depends. I am strictly mobile while at home.
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, Magical, Romance, Medieval/Renaissance, Slice of Life, Modern w/ magickal twists, Fae/Fairfolk
Ahmelia looked out at the horizon over her bicycle. She was happily living in Norway, though not happily satisfied with where her financial situation. She knew that it would be extremely difficult to make it in the city with her low income. High living expenses were just the way things were in Norway. Hence, why she was currently bicycling through the city streets in the rain instead of driving a car. But, as much as there were setbacks, she couldn't be happier. Lia was finally living in Norway to follow her dreams.
She wheeled up to her small apartment and parked her bike underneath of a nearby tree. She then chained it around the trunk of the tree and locked it. Putting her hands on the straps of her backpack, she heaved it up higher on her back and made for her apartment. She wound her way up the winding alley staircase, and put her key in the door as she arrived. Opening the door, she dropped her keys on the adjacent counter and tossed her backpack on the kitchen table. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and saw a notification from her friend lighting up on the screen.
She smiled as she read a quick message from Tom. Ahmelia had met Tom not too long after she had first moved to Norway. She had taken some local college music courses, and then the rest was history. She took to Tom rather quickly, though Lia won't admit to the fact that she wore him down. Her vivacious nature could be a little overwhelming for some, but she hoped that she wouldn't lose him as a friend anytime soon.
Texting back, she typed out a quick message.
Hey, Tom! I just got home from work. Wanna come over a make a video or two?
She turned her phone screen off and wandered into the kitchen to get something light to eat. Settling on a sandwich, she opened up the fridge and got the necessary ingredients. Sandwich made, she set out for the couch with her phone in hand. Sitting down roughly into the old couch, she kicked off her work shoes and let down her hair. Clicking on the T.V., she found some local news channel and happily munched away.
She wheeled up to her small apartment and parked her bike underneath of a nearby tree. She then chained it around the trunk of the tree and locked it. Putting her hands on the straps of her backpack, she heaved it up higher on her back and made for her apartment. She wound her way up the winding alley staircase, and put her key in the door as she arrived. Opening the door, she dropped her keys on the adjacent counter and tossed her backpack on the kitchen table. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and saw a notification from her friend lighting up on the screen.
She smiled as she read a quick message from Tom. Ahmelia had met Tom not too long after she had first moved to Norway. She had taken some local college music courses, and then the rest was history. She took to Tom rather quickly, though Lia won't admit to the fact that she wore him down. Her vivacious nature could be a little overwhelming for some, but she hoped that she wouldn't lose him as a friend anytime soon.
Texting back, she typed out a quick message.
Hey, Tom! I just got home from work. Wanna come over a make a video or two?
She turned her phone screen off and wandered into the kitchen to get something light to eat. Settling on a sandwich, she opened up the fridge and got the necessary ingredients. Sandwich made, she set out for the couch with her phone in hand. Sitting down roughly into the old couch, she kicked off her work shoes and let down her hair. Clicking on the T.V., she found some local news channel and happily munched away.
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