You take a look at your room and feel compelled to do a mental inventory. You never know when you'll need to know what's in stock.
✪ Well...You've got your fucking awesome aviators and your iPhone, but those really don't ever leave your person so whatev. ✪ Various posters. You've got a few that show some of your favorite bands, favorite pop-culture things, a few random ones you bought on Etsy when you were bored and of course all the archer posters ever. You probably have a few rolled up under the bed because you couldn't fit them all either. ✪ Your computer. It's pretty sweet. ✪ Your bow rack. You've only got two at the moment but that's fine with you. You've also got more arrows under the bed too. ✪ Your acoustic guitar. For when you want to jam. ✪ You've got some books, DVDs and other miscellaneous crap on your bookshelves. They run a pretty wide gamut because you tend to burn through trends and interests pretty fast, but for the most part, they are all hand-picked cool items proudly displayed. You might actually have a vinyl crammed in the back too. ✪ A few figures of AWESOME ARCHERS are on top of your shelf too. You'd get more but you don't really have the space. ✪ You also have some spare bike repair parts squirreled away around the room. ✪ Oh right! You also have some embroidery thread stashed away for your IRONIC FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS. ✪ And clothes. All that you need to know is that they are cool and totes worthy to be on Lookbook. ✪ How about your closet? Just more clothes and not crap you couldn't sell from your past interests lurking at the bottom as well, no siree. Really, you don't need to go in there--
--Oh, wait! What's that on your bed? That's just only one of your most prized possessions your stuffed sloth Mr.Wobbleberry. You got him as a kid and keep him around for sentimental value. He might have seen better days, but he'll always be the best have a place in your heart.
You think you're missing other things.. That's right. They're not in your room at the moment but..
✪ Your sweet custom-colored/etched laptop in the living room. You're pretty sure you mom let you get this because she missed your 16th birthday and felt really really terrible, but you're not complaining. ✪ Also downstairs in the entry way your hella sweet ride. Biking is green and fucking cool, end of story.
✪ ... There's also your mom's stuff. But most of it is sequestered in her house of fucking weird shit she calls her office. You don't go there if you can help it because that's how horror movies usually start.
SHEA LISTER
✪ Well...You've got your fucking awesome aviators and your iPhone, but those really don't ever leave your person so whatev.
✪ Various posters. You've got a few that show some of your favorite bands, favorite pop-culture things, a few random ones you bought on Etsy when you were bored and of course all the archer posters ever. You probably have a few rolled up under the bed because you couldn't fit them all either.
✪ Your computer. It's pretty sweet.
✪ Your bow rack. You've only got two at the moment but that's fine with you. You've also got more arrows under the bed too.
✪ Your acoustic guitar. For when you want to jam.
✪ You've got some books, DVDs and other miscellaneous crap on your bookshelves. They run a pretty wide gamut because you tend to burn through trends and interests pretty fast, but for the most part, they are all hand-picked cool items proudly displayed. You might actually have a vinyl crammed in the back too.
✪ A few figures of AWESOME ARCHERS are on top of your shelf too. You'd get more but you don't really have the space.
✪ You also have some spare bike repair parts squirreled away around the room.
✪ Oh right! You also have some embroidery thread stashed away for your IRONIC FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS.
✪ And clothes. All that you need to know is that they are cool and totes worthy to be on Lookbook.
✪ How about your closet? Just more clothes and not crap you couldn't sell from your past interests lurking at the bottom as well, no siree. Really, you don't need to go in there--
--Oh, wait! What's that on your bed? That's just
only one of your most prized possessionsyour stuffed sloth Mr.Wobbleberry. You got him as a kid and keep him around for sentimental value. He might have seen better days, but he'll alwaysbe the besthave a place in your heart.You think you're missing other things.. That's right. They're not in your room at the moment but..
✪ Your sweet custom-colored/etched laptop in the living room. You're pretty sure you mom let you get this because she missed your 16th birthday and felt really really terrible, but you're not complaining.
✪ Also downstairs in the entry way your hella sweet ride. Biking is green and fucking cool, end of story.
✪ ... There's also your mom's stuff. But most of it is sequestered in her house of fucking weird shit she calls her office. You don't go there if you can help it because that's how horror movies usually start.