* MAY ANGLES BRING YOU IN [Nell]

[lieanna]

Ikea. Definitely one of the best places ever for furniture shopping and shenanigans. She made enough money to get some fairly good stuff for her house, and going to Ikea with Nell was just going to make the whole trip better. They could cause some trouble, and it would be fun finding her all new stuff to make her house more home like. Or, her apartment, rather. "Nelly poo, what do you think about this?" She said, plopping down on an arm chair, and practically sinking in it, and propping her feet up on the foot rest in front of it. With a contented sigh, she leaned her head back against it and closed her eyes. "God this feels like heaven."

One thing she was really going to need Nell for was making sure everything was at least slightly matching in color. Being color blind made that fairly hard. "I want to paint my walls." She said, looking at Nell while still sitting in the chair. It was comfortable, and she really didn't want to get out of it. She hadn't looked at the price yet, but she had a good amount in savings from her parents and from her job, since she was trying to get better about saving money. She had a horrible habit about spending all of her money on clothes and shoes. And not to mention hair accessorys.. those could get expensive too. She was pretty big on all of that stuff. "What color though... have to brighten the place up a bit. It feels like a prison." She twisted her face up for a moment in thought. "Maybe tie dye. I will do all my walls tie dye. I bet my land lord would love that..."

After that, she jumped up out of the chair and crossed her arms across her chest, before holding a hand out to Nell. "Come on darling, let's explore." She cooed, before practically skipping away. "The Magical World Of Ikea." She said, before making her way out of the living room section and into the dining room section. She didn't really have much of a dining room but she kind of wanted to get at least a small table to keep there. It would make it way more home like.

[NELL DOE DALE]

TOKYO MOON IS OUT OF REACH,

Considering that she lived in a mansion, shopping at IKEA may or may not have been tacky. She couldn't help it. The massive store may have been the happiest place on earth, not counting Disney, but she'd never been there anyway. So to her, the Swedish furniture megastore was a dream place. Especially for her first apartmnt. A coffee table for ten bucks? And here she thought she'd have problems in Canada! Now she mostly came to indulge herself in the living room replicas and the fifty-cent hot dogs. It was a magical place, really. It simply sucked that it was pretty far away from the Hollow. She just considered it a day trip. Sometimes the isolation of the city unnerved her. She didn't like isolation, being cut off from everything. She tried not to think on it much, though. She loved the city itself, she just wished it could be a little closer to society. The reasons why that couldn't be so were plain enough. It wouldn't do well to have an elemental school in the middle of everything. That would simply be suspicious.

She inspected the armchair that Anna plopped herself in. She had been occupied with reading a Sweedish version of Pride and Prejudice, trying to see if she could make heads or tails of it. There was no success, but she spotted a Hemingway on the shelf and wondered if the o's with strikes through them would be any easier in there. It was a lost cause, she wasn't going to learn Swedish through IKEA books. ”It looks like its trying to eat you,” she said with a giggle. ”But it's nice! How much?” It would suck if the prices were in the Swedish krona, and you had to figure that out yourself. She just liked seeing familiar books in a unfamliar language, and reading off the names of furniture that she couldn't pronounce. The only thing she thought she'd be spending money on was food, so she didn't have to worry about learning the names and prices of furniture.

Nell put the book back into place, and plopped down on the rug in front of the fake television set, listening to the lovely girl seated in her cushiony throne. It looked like a really comfy, cozy chair considering the girl was pretty much sinking into it. ”Ooh, painting is so fun!” she chirped, her eyes bright with colors already in her head. She loved a project, which meant helping Anna with her apartment. ”As long as the room is properly ventilated.” She'd once tried to paint her old apartment, which was a failed project. She hadn't told her superintindent, of course, and felt like (more of a) criminal in doing so. It ultimately didn't help, but at least a few stains had been made invisible. Her friend was colorblind which made things difficult, but it also made the older girl feel like her partner in crime with certain projects. ”Tye dye is the bomb. I wonder if that's even possible...” The process of tye-dying involved balling up whatever you wanted to dye and seperating it with strings before dipping it in to the paint, or that had been her only experience with it. ”Cream colors would help with the illusion of space. And make it brighter. Less like a prison.” She knew that feeling from her claustrophobia acting up in her apartments. She didn't like to be around there often.

Anna got up then, and Nell used her hand to lift herself up, also. She liked to use the replicas to play pretend, and so at the dining room sets, she hurried over to the kitchen area. Of course she wouldn't be able to resist her favorite room in the house. Whereas she could never decide on most things in her list of favorites, the kitchen was unchallenged in the fave room department. ”I'm gonna make cookies,” she said, opening the display oven and looking in. ”I wonder if I can fit in there....” She didn't want to try, though. Definitely do not. It was a small, horrible place, but it didn't mean her mind wouldn't wander with the thought. She closed it and looked into the cabinets. ”What would you like to eat tonight, honey?” she asked in her best trophy housewife voice, higher pitched than her normal soft tones.