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Brooke's studio - NYC- Sunday afternoon
New York Fashion Week was this week. This week. This meant that the studio Brooke was using to get everything together looked like it had exploded, and the designer in question was freaking out, to put it lightly. It wasn't even like she was getting a big show, and it wasn't the first time she'd done her own show anyway. Didn't matter. This was ( Read more... ) -
Brooke's apartment- NYC- Saturday night
Brooke had actually managed to get out tonight to have a good time with some friends she didn't get to see enough, and walked in late. It was the first time in a while she'd been able to do it, but with her mom pushing her to have this or that ready for the line or the magazine shoot or whatever was going on, there just didn't seem to be time for ( Read more... ) -
Brooke's apartment- NYC- Sunday evening
Brooke said she was fine, but truth be told she'd been running herself more than a little ragged lately. While things with the company were going great, there was more and more she had to do and her mom was not exactly the least pressuring person ever, and Brooke was trying her best to keep up. In the last month she'd had a whopping one night out ( Read more... ) -
Brooke's new apartment- NYC- Friday afternoon
Yesterday had been Brooke's nineteenth birthday. Her mother either forgot, or ignored it. So it had been a sucky nineteeth birthday, save for the call from her Peyton assuring her she'd stolen something she thought Brooke would like and it was in the mail, right until Rachel demanded that they go out and celebrate. That had at least been fun, even ( Read more... ) -
Brooke's apartment- NYC - Sunday afternoon
There was a serious problem with having as much stuff as Brooke did and having such a tiny apartment: when it came time to move, it meant you couldn't really get anywhere for all the boxes crowding the place ( Read more... ) -
Brooke's apartment- NYC
All things considered, Brooke wasn't doing horribly for herself. Sure, she'd be living somewhere nicer and working a hell of a lot less if she had it her way, but there were certain sacrifices a girl had to make if she wanted to get anywhere. Besides, she was doing shows, she was getting her line out there, she was making money that unfortunately ( Read more... ) -
NYC- Wednesday
"So what do you think?"
Brooke, standing in the tiny "apartment" she was checking out, was honestly not thrilled with the place. The plus side to it was that she hadn't seen mold or vermin like she had in a lot of the other places she'd viewed. She was beginning to think that maybe her budget, which had been more than fine for getting her a ( Read more... ) -
Room 221, Wednesday all day
If she'd stayed in Tree Hill, Brooke would have ended up doing a hell of a lot more moving than she ever did in Fandom. Maybe that was why it was so weird to see everything taken down and packed away and sent off now. Everything was down from the walls, the mannequin and all her supplies gone. It was just Brooke and her suitcase, which she kept ( Read more... ) -
Room 221, Thursday evening
There was a definite upside to having a room to herself, which was that when... issues arose, it was easier to take care of it without worrying about getting walked in on. Unless you opened the door she never locked.
It was best, however, not to ask her how she ended up ramming her head into the wall, because she wasn't going to give you a ( Read more... ) -
Room 221, Monday morning
Brooke was awake and ready and dressed, and still was laying on her bed moping. She did feel bad about last night, when she'd snapped because she was not only feeling like a bad best friend, but a forgotten bad best friend. She hadn't slept well, and now was stuck having too-deep thoughts like maybe the real difference between her and Peyton's ( Read more... )