Auditon for Lolita Girls...
Freya Marie Sheraton
Likes: “The Lost Generation”, Paris, New York, Literature, Caffeine, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Hemmingway, /The Great Gatsby/, being right, old music (20s-50s), sidewalk cafes, writing, reading, sunbathing, history, vintage things, light colors, travelling, spring and summer, sticking up for what’s right
Dislikes: being told what to do, failure, incompetence, stupidity, lying, chaos, confusion, disorder, stress, overbearing people, intolerance, ignorance
Bio: Freya is a sweet girl, if she likes you that is. She’s a deep thinker and real poet at heart who hates the injustice in the world and wants to write about it. She has quirks and is often the quiet one, but she has a mean stare and can be cruel and cold. she doesn’t have a desire to be excepted by others, but she wants just 1 or 2 strong, lasting relationships in her life. Her home life was not always the best with two incompetent parents and an older brother who was a complete a-- her home life wasn’t the most ideal. Writing was her refuge, and of course her best friend Cameron. Life’s an adventure, that’s for sure.
Model: Ulya True Trukhina (I don’t think she’s taken yet, but if she is just let me know and I’ll change!)
Taken by: @hannah-grace ????
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My alarm blared through my room and I groaned and turned over to look at it. It was only 9 am and I had nowhere to be, yet my alarm felt the need to go off and wake me from beautiful sleep. I reached over to turn it off, but I was too far away so I moved closer and then BAM! I fell off my bed and onto the floor. What a lovely wake up call.
"Sh-t," I said still on the floor.
"You really aren't a morning person are you?" I heard Cameron's voice say with a little laugh.
"Just help me up," I said giving him my hand.
He pulled me up and I retreated to my bed. I tried to get under my covers, but Cameron pulled them away from me. "Freya!" he exclaimed, "We're in Tokyo for goodness sake! Get out of bed and let's go explore!"
I only moved my eyes to look at Cameron who tilted his head and was making a sad face. A smiled crept on my face and I laughed. "Alright you got me!" I said sitting up, "What do you want to do?"
"Who cares!?" he said standing up and walking to my closet, "It's Tokyo! We'll figure it out as we go! Now, put this on and we can go." He flung something out of my closet at me and left the room.
"You can't tell me what to wear!" I yelled after him.
"I can when you wake-up looking like that," he called back after me.
I laughed and shook my head. Good ol' Cameron, always keeping it real. I threw on the clothes he told me to put on and grabbed my purse. I threw my journal and pen in my bag, you never know when inspiration is going to hit. Plus, Tokyo is such a beautiful place, even though it's not Paris. I looked around my room one last time and made sure I had everything.
"Ready?" I asked Cameron as I walked out.
"Ah much better!" he said with a satisfied smile. With that we linked arms and headed out of the flat and into the wonderful city of Tokyo.
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@the-clary-project & @volonte