KEENAN, Alice Marie

[Alice Marie Keenan]

last week found me living for nothing but deadlines,

Alice Marie Keenan



“She lives in a fairy tale
Somewhere too far for us to find
Forgotten the taste and smell
Of the world that she's left behind”

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with my dead beat sky but, this town doesn't look the same tonight

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these dreams started singing to me out of nowhere,

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[/url]) A red and black ensemble that fits her Romantist spice on life attitude. For work, Alice wears something slightly more formal, but you could still see blends of her own style if you look at certain aspects like the pen and paper set. (Link)[/ul]
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and in all my life i don't know that i ever felt so alive,

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Alice has a typical, fun loving personality, enjoying the ability to live in and for the moment and she loves new experiences. While she is a people-orientated person, she likely is the center of attention in social situations because of her friendliness. She doesn’t like to stick to schedules, nor does she enjoy being told what to do; if the rules get in the way of what she needs done, then she’ll simply ignore it and move on.

She is a loving, fast-moving, fast-talking young woman who has an appreciation for finer things in life, and for the people that she’s loyal to, especially if she gets to know someone. However, she tends to have her own strong belief in what’s wrong or right, and will stick sternly to her principles.

“You can't feel it with your heart…”

Like the typical Slytherin, Alice is often resourceful. She uses what she can find and is able to act in an imaginatively well done fashion. She has a very high sense of self-preservation, not liking to do any chores or housework aside from cooking (allowing her creativity to flow) that could get her hands dirty, or getting herself injured in any way. If she can find away around being hurt, Alice will do it.

Because of this, the young woman can be rather vain, having excessive pride in her appearance and achievements in life. Unless she knows someone quite well, Alice can be at first a bit hesitant not to insult them, but she does not believe that blood status is the reason that certain people are better than others. Alice thinks that if someone has worked for their place in life, then they deserve it.[/ul][/font][/size]

here we are now with the falling sky,

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and the rain, we're awakening.

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It was a busy day for Alice, the day before she had been everywhere and anywhere to gather the necessary things, but today was especially busy. Alice had left Chess in her room -the cat did not object because it got to laze around in Alice’s bed. The cat was only vaguely aware of the sound of Alice click-clopping through the apartment in every which direction.

Alice was obviously the more excited of the two as she decorated the kitchen, dumped Chess’s favorite wet cat food onto a pristine, white dinner plate in a perfect circle, covered it in the yoghurt her and Chess always shared, and put a candle in the middle. Of course, Alice didn’t like the candle. Chess would get burned if she did and that was an absolute no-no.

The next thing she did was race off to her room to sneak the presents out of her clothing storage. She was awfully paranoid about it, keeping the sack of cat-toys behind her back as she stared at the cat laying on her bed, inching her way out. Once, successfully out, the woman sat at the dinning table and wrapped the cat-toys in shiny gift-wrap with bows.

When everything was done to satisfaction, Alice retrieved Chess from her bedroom and carried him to the kitchen where she placed him on the table. Her voice was bubbly, “Eat your cake first and then we can open your presents~! Happy first birthday, Chess~!”

The cat obviously did not need to be told to eat, cause he started before her words were finished. Alice sat his water bowl beside the plate from which he alternated between the two. By the time he finished, Alice was practically on the edge of her seat, ready to yank him into her lap where they would open the presents together.

Alice was obviously the more excited of the two.

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credits

this app was created by donni [saressa of caution 2.0] & mae [dutchessdavi of caution 2.0]; please do not steal without crediting. lyrics used belong to their respective owners, switchfoot, and the characters belong to their respective owners as well. thank you :]

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