Or, rather 'dood, look at that chick'. Several people in the store were looking at the rather eccentric girl who walked into the store. Eccentric is something you could say for the girl, honestly. First of all, she had an utter strange name. Lirric. Then, there was the whole deal with the white-blonde hair and the leopard spots. And her clothes...well, actually very cool. She wore pink fuzzy snowboots that came up to her shin and had little furry balls(hehe) on the side. Her dark skinny jeans were tucked into them and you could see the pair of black and pink striped legwarmers poking out. Lirric's was a black, tight tee with the entire Hello Kitty gang on it. And under the tee was a bright pink thermal. With thumb-holes! Overtop, she wore what looked like a small, fuzzy black beast. It was, of course her big black winter coat, but it was kind of fuzzy.

The people quit staring after a moment, already bored with Lirric's looks. She smiled softly to the people and retreated to the back. Where all of the 'Indie' music was. The undiscovered artists, you know. Leafing through the stacks of CD's, Lirric found nothing she wanted or needed. She sighed and went over to the alternative stuff. Leafing though these, she found a loverly CD she'd wanted for...well, ever. It was pretty common in some stores, but she wanted a special copy. VIVA LA COBRA! "SPLEE! I GOT IT!" Several people looked at her once again and Lirric blushed furiously. Not because of the outburst, but because she was afraid of what the other people thought. Ducking her head, she scurried down the isle to get to the cash register. But, she, being completely doofusy and clutzy ran into someone and fell backwards(over a minute particle, mind you). She looked up and blushed for the umpteenth time today. "Gah! Sorry! I'm such a clumsy-klutz." She giggled nervously, looking around for her CD she must have dropped.

ooc; she's in the record store...