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*is walking the dog quite late at night, hood pulled up, even though it's dark and there are probably too many alleyways around for it to be entirely safe, because he knows mostly everyone around here and doesn't have the common sense to think through all of the possible dangers of who might be lurking around anyway*
  • Current Mood
    blates well brave, innit

(no subject)

*is sat in one of the big, comfy Starbucks chairs by the window, drinking his coffee as slowly as possible and watching the people who walk past, listening to his iPod and drumming his fingers against his cup absent-mindedly to the beat*


Spencer

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*is in the supermarket, stocking up on Redbull, Coke and Skittles*

*singing to himself, Tomorrow, from Annie*

*stops to consider some Red Laces with extra sugar stuck to them*

- Brendon
pouty camp! blonde

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*picks himself off the floor after lying there for most of the day, gradually becoming stiffer and stiffer*

*stretches out, rubbing his eyes, and suddenly everything that happened hits him in a wave, and the tears come thick and fast*

*fumbles phone out of pocket, not knowing what else to do, and calls Ryan, biting on his nails and praying he'll be in*

G.A.Way
  • Current Mood
    numb numb
emo!fringe

Datenight

*Is sitting on his sofa, all dressed up and ready to go out with Brendon. Has on black dress trousers, a cream embroidered shirt with a matching waistcoat and a black dress jacket. Also has on a pair of long silk gloves (mostly to hide the bruises on his wrist from their ~*~activities a few nights ago.)*

*Hobo is curled by his feet, quietly watching as Ryan twists his hands nervously, waiting for Brendon to call and say he's outside waiting. (The only way into Ryan's flat is through his shop which he always keeps locked after hours)*
  • Current Mood
    nervous nervous

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*walks home from the Theme Park, still in his vampire costume*

*it's late, and dark*

*considers calling Ryan but thinks he'll probably yell and complain about his "space" again*

*lets out a heavy, tired sigh at the thought of going back to his tiny little bedsit alone*

- Brendon