Post by elise lynn hale on Sept 25, 2012 19:11:52 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #fff; width: 505px; border-top: 10px #95D9DE solid, bTable]  ☼ sunshine YOU CAN BE MY Elise walked up to the old barn. It wasn't the prettiest, but she had heard that they do amazing work here and looks didn't matter to her. The brunette had recently been told by her father that there was a nice rehabilitation center for abused horses, and the first thing that came to mind was that she had to ask if they were looking for helpers. It sounded like the perfect oppurtunity for her and she really wanted to see if they would take her in. She loved working with horses and even more with helping abused horses. Elise walked on the gravel that crunched. She saw a small door and she knocked nicely before opening it to find a nice size barn office. She had kind of figured that door would lead to an office as it was the first door you saw when you pulled up. Elise pushed her loose hair away from her face before saying "Hello? Is anyone here?" Her cell had died before she got a chance to call so she hoped it was a good time. While she waited to see if somebody was here she quietly looked around. She didn't want to be a snoop, but she had no idea who these people were, but deep in her heart she knew that they wouldn't be 50 year old perverted men. Elise saw some pictures and she wanted to look, but really didn't want the owner walking in and seeing her looking at pictures. The office gave off a friendly glow. It was antique, with plenty of wood. It wasn't the way Elise was used to, nor imagined for this place, but who was she to judge? The young adult gracefully looked at the wooden furniture which included a desk and some other stuff. The tall black riding boots clicked on the floor as she looked around. NOT QUITE SURE HOW MANY . WORDS . I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND I JUST HAD SOME MUSE AND A IDEA. NOTES . JEANS, BLUE BLOUSE, BLACK TALL RIDING BOOTS . OUTFIT . ---------------- CREDIT |
