For my final collaborative character assignment I chose to create A Story in Alphabet (worth 2 stars).  The assignment includes creating a story (that makes sense, if possible) with each sentence using the next letter of the alphabet…ex: A cat jumped…But he fell…Cats are clumsy…etc. I once again chose Victoire Absinthe to be the inspiration of Lawrence’s writing for this because I feel that she and he could be a power couple and I like writing about them both together. She is changing Lawrence and it’s really for the better

I thought this assignment would be kind of hard but once I started writing the story it actually came to me really easily. I like writing stories, which is why I chose this assignment and now I’m really glad I did! I also included Donnie Rawlen in this story just briefly because he and Lawrence are friends so I thought it would fit well with the line that I used him in. I wanted to wait to name the girl til the end because it would leave the reader waiting to see who is causing all of these feelings inside of Lawrence. I don’t normally like writing but I enjoy these writing assignments I also saw that no one had completed this assignment which I thought was a little weird because I had fun doing it!

Addicting is the only word I can use to describe her. Baby’s got a back, a front, and curves that could kill. Can’t seem to get her out of my head without killing myself in the process. Damn, how did I get caught up in this shit? “Everyone falls in love, Lawrence,” she says but I don’t think that’s the case. For as much as it’s worth, I don’t think anyone really falls in love. Gals definitely fall in something but I wouldn’t call in love. How am I feeling this way? I tell myself “No love, just sex” but she is just so tantalizing that I can’t seem to shake her off. “Just don’t think about her, man,” Donnie says to me. Kill me. Let’s not even get started on her eyes. My heart does things it never has when I look into them. Not that I’m saying I get those butterflies, because God knows that will never happen to a cold soul like me. Obviously, she’s drugged me in some kind of way. Percocet could make my heart stop…she’s slipping it to me somehow. QUIET! I have to tell my brain as it wonders about what she is doing while I’m laying in bed trying to fall asleep at night. Really? Seriously? This girl really has me hooked. Unlucky for me, I’m in a business that can’t handle any kind of serious relationships even if I wanted one. Very unlucky…I feel like if I had someone to change for maybe changing wouldn’t be so hard. We could be the perfect pair, me and Victoire. X-rays would show that my heart only beats for her. Young and beautiful, I think I could love her until she was old and gray.  Zeroed in on her, I am but I don’t think I would have it any other way…