Lost World (OPEN)

Eileen had to agree with Joram, he was feminine, but in a good way. She thought it very fitting that he pay a lot of attention to the way he looked. A lot of people, including Eileen, found him very attractive. Perhaps if Eileen paid more attention to the way she looked, more people would want to be friends with her. She settled into his arms, her legs crossing over his body as she closed her eyes and continued to listen.


She never thought that her first time would be like this, but it wasn't bad. Eileen actually found it quiet enjoyable, the after part. During it was intense, but after was very soothing and comforting. She was glad that it was Joram she could give it to and not someone like whom Joram mentioned. A thought occured to her that she probably did not want to just have sex with anyone, and what would be the reason to have sex with them anyways? She had already done it once, there was truly no reason to do it again. She's broken one rule, it was time to break something else.

But an emptiness washed over Eileen, a deeper emptiness than the one she was in before Joram. Thinking she was unhappy as everyone's puppet, she wondered if she would be even more unhappy doing the wrong things. Her mind went in so many directions she thought perhaps she would get a headache. Perhaps what she really wanted, wasn't what she wanted at all. Pushing the thoughts aside, she listened to more of what Joram had to say. He was perhaps one of the few people she enjoyed listening to.


Promising to keep his secret about the band, she nodded, "You should do that. Your voice is amazing," she murmured half asleep. Keeping her mouth shut as tight as possible, she managed a yawn. Her arms stretched around him as she cuddled even closer, if that was at all possible. "I won't tell anyone, but you should, through your music. I think you're going to be great one day," she said before slipping off into sleep. Her eyes fluttered for a moment as she tried to fight back into consciousness but to no avail.