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Post by alice1 on Jul 13, 2010 20:20:39 GMT -5
SHOW ME THE SKYLINE AND I'LL SHOW YOU DECADENCE- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -A SUBTLE REMINDER OF HEARTS FILLED WITH LONLINESSSean rolled out of bed. It was only 10:00. That was early for him though. He normally slept most of the morning. He loved the day... just not mornings. He was an oddball, but he liked it that way. He put on whatever looked to be clean. It was time to do laundry again, but not right now. It could wait until tomorrow morning... maybe, it was growing pretty fast. It would get done at one point or another though. He pulled on a pair of skinny jeans and the first T-shirt that he saw. Sean went to the bathroom and looked in the merrier. His hair was a mess and a brush wouldn't go though it with all the force in the world. He quickly got his hair wet in the sink and tried to brush it then, but that didn't work so well. He jumped in the shower so he could wash it, hoping that maybe that would work. Finally he got a brush through it. The mess on his head was tamed and he could actually do something with it. Not much though, just a little something so it looked nice. He looked in the merrier again to see how it looked. His eyes cough his attention, they had bags under them from not sleeping. He didn't know what it was, but sleeping had been so difficult for him these days. Yes, he was homesick and missed his parents, but he didn't think that was the problem. He slept about five hours a night. Clearly not enough for him but whatever. He would sleep one night. Just not tonight. He was on his way out the door to Stevie's house, before he remembered to go grab something. There on the counter was a chew toy for the dog. It wasn't much, but he saw it yesterday and thought that it was cute.
Sean walked out his apartment door with the dog toy in his hand. He tried to keep his parents out of his mind. He missed them so much, but he couldnt go back home. He knew that everyone would pick on him again. He had gotten ehough dirty looks to last him a lifetime. Florida, where Sean was from, wasn't to open to the homosexual commutiy. Sean wasn't one hundred percent sure he was gay... but it was close enough. Yeah, he had a couple girls he had a crush on, but he didn't really think about them to much. He liked guys for some reanson. Just born that way he guessed. Anyway, because of his hometown he wasn't really to open with telling everyone he was gay, but give him enough to drink and you could tell. He got kind of slutty when he was drunk. Not always a good thing when your not open to being gay... well, mostly gay. He got out of the elvator and started walking to Setevie's house, well, apartment. It was a little bit of a walk, but he didnt mind. A walk would be nice to clear his head and such.
For some reason Jack and Alison popped into his head. Alison was his first real girlfriend before he came out. She was beautiful. Long red hair, green eyes, and a body that any girl would die for. She was one of the prettiest girls in his school. He somehow got her to go on a date with him. He was really excited and couldn't wait. They weren't old enough to drive so Alison's older brother said that he would. He was adapted so he didn't look anything like his sister. He was beautiful non the less. He had dark brown shaggy hair, bright blue eyes and a killer swimmer body. Caption of the team. Sean felt award in the car with Alison's brother. He was way more attracted to Jack than to Alison. He didn't understand how that could happen. Alison was amazing, but there was something about Jack that was... well attractive. After a great night with a great girl Sean promised to himself that he would avoid Jack and just be with Alison. It was hard though, with Jack being her brother and all. After two moths of dating, he saw Jack again. He was getting really to move away to college so Sean wouldn't have to worry about seeing him anymore. He got to their house a little early to pick of Alison and Jack answered the door. Sean could remember very detail about him, even now. Jack invited him in and said that he could wait for Alison in her room. Sean barely head him. He was staring at jack shirtless chest. Yeah, it was nice. Sean walked to Alison's room to wait for her. Jack walked by about ten minutes later and invited him to his room. Sean could remember the exact conversation that they had had. Jack and Sean hung out for a while and still Alison hadn't shown up. Things got fuzzy for Sean at one point. All he could remember was that Alison walked in on Jack and Sean in a hot and heavy make out session. Guess Jack wasn't as straight as everyone thought he was. Alison was heart broken but promised to keep his secret, but being a girl she wanted revenge. She told everyone she knew that Sean was gay. Of course she left out the part about her bother. She couldn't have a bad rep about having a gay bother and all. Sean couldn't go back to school for weeks.
Sean was at Stevie's after his very long train of thought. He knocked on the door of his apartment. He heard a little dog barking right by the door. Sean hoped that the puppy would like the small toy that he had gotten for him. It was a small little thing. Just a squeaky toy that looked like a hot dog. It was really cliche, but it was to cute to pass up. He stood by the door until Stevie came to open it for him. He hoped that he wasn't to early, or to late. He was always late though, everywhere he had to go, he always ended up being late. He never met to. He tried so hard to be there on time, but somehow he was always late. Now, he really hoped that he wasn't.
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Post by stevie on Jul 14, 2010 23:32:51 GMT -5
 Stevie had to admit, he was pretty excited for the day, not that he wasn't always anyway. He was going to get to meet up with Sean, who he hadn't seen for a while at least, and show his new (and still unnamed) puppy to him. He was currently sitting in his room, perched on the corner of his bed, legs crossed, getting ready for the day. He'd already pulled on a pair of black skinny jeans and a t-shirt, and was currently peering into the nearby full-length mirror as he straightened his hair being a complete perfectionist about it as always. He pursed his lips, leaning forward to check and see if he could see any not-straightened hairs, then set his straightener aside, grabbing his beanie and shoving it on, only to decide that he didn't feel like dealing with his bangs that day and shoving them back inside of it instead. He smiled, then reached for the plaid shirt he had also pulled out, shrugging it on, tugging the sleeves down. He had circular scars along the veins in his arms, and though they weren't as bad or noticeable as they used to be, he was still self-conscious about them, especially considering anyone who knew what the side effects of heroin were would be able to tell. He hadn't wanted to do it... He, well... His mother was basically a psycho bitch, and she herself was a heroin addict, a really bad one. He tried not to think about it too much, though, because it really wasn't worth the stress or worry when it was already all over and done with.
He slipped off of the bed, placing his hands on his hips and surveying himself in the mirror before nodding briskly and continuing out the door of his bedroom, a smile on his face. He hopped into the kitchen, grabbing some dog food from the pantry and kneeling down next to the dog bowl, whistling for his puppy, who immediately came running in. He smiled and briefly played with it before pouring its food; as bad as having a dog as big as a St Bernard be playful would be, he kind of hoped it would be, just a little. It was just such a happy dog... He'd love it when it was lounging around nonetheless (and quite honestly he would probably sleep on him a lot), but this excitable little puppy had stolen his heart without even trying. He pet him a few times, then stood up, grabbing a bowl of cereal to much on, carrying it to his living room and opening up his laptop, sitting sideways on the couch with it opened in front of him, his bowl of cereal in his lap. He leaned forward from time to time to peer at his laptop, checking his personal pages before checking his twitter, replying to fans and answering questions before logging off of it, browsing the internet. A smile crossed his lips as an ad for his band came up; he didn't even know they had an internet ad. He clicked it,checked it out, then shut his laptop and slid it away, taking his emptied bowl of cereal to the sink and drinking some of the milk before dumping it into the sink, washing it since there was nothing better to do.
His apartment was actually pretty clean, really only because of the fact that he couldn't sit still for too long, and had to be doing something to keep himself occupied. If he had a lot of stuff to do for the label, his room at least got as messy as any 19-year-old's would be. Heck, it was filled with scattered clothes at the moment, mostly dirty; he had drawers for his hats, his shirts, his shorts, his pants, his hair products, his belts and bracelets. But, as organized as his clean clothes were, he didn't have a particular spot for his dirty clothes, so they littered the floor of his room and his bathroom. He wandered back in his room, noticed this, and immediately started trying to kick them under his bed (for the time being), holding onto the bed for support. However, he hadn't gotten very far when he heard a knock at the door, which meant... Sean. He smiled big, abandoning the clothes and rushing to the door to let him in, greeting him with a big smile. "Hey!" He leaned down to pick up his yapping puppy, gently hushing it before smiling up at Sean again. "Awh, did you get that for him, or...?" His smile grew a little bigger at that; it was a small but sweet thing to do. He stepped aside to let him in, closing the door with his foot and setting the dog down again. "It's not that I think he'll go anywhere," he said, explaining why he'd picked the dog up. "I just... Kinda like to carry him, especially since he's going to get soooo big soon! So I do it all I can right now."
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Post by alice2 on Jul 17, 2010 20:04:11 GMT -5
SHOW ME THE SKYLINE AND I'LL SHOW YOU DECADENCE- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -A SUBTLE REMINDER OF HEARTS FILLED WITH LONLINESSSean look at the door and waited for it to open. Finally Stevie was standing there. He was so cute. Sean had to admit that. And he hair was also so perfectly straight. Sean could only hope he could get his hair half that straight on a good day. Most days he didn't even bother to turn on his straighter. Sean looked down at the dog toy he was holding. It looked so lame now, but he still handed it over to the small dog in Stevie's arms. "Haha yeah, I saw it yesterday when I was shopping and it looked cute so I picked it up for him. Sean gave them both a sheepish smile. He looked at the dog again. He couldn't look at Stevie right now. He could feel a little bit for a crush forming on him. He hadn't met for this to happen though. He was just going to be friends with the other boy. Sean had never really been in a real relationship with another guy. He had had two with girls, but he didn't even really like them. He had crushes on boys all the time. He just never got to the point where it would ever turn into anything more than a crush though. He stopped his train of thought there though. He needed to learn how to control what he thought. Unlike other, normal, people Sean didn't really have much of a filter in his brain. If he thought it, then he was most likely going to end up saying it out loud. But he couldn't say anything he had just though out loud. That was something he could keep to himself. At least for right now.
Sean walked into Stevie's apartment. It was a lot more clean than Sean had ever seen his own apartment. Sean was never really one for organization. He thought there was more to do then to sit inside and make a room clean when it was just bound to get messy all over again. Sean looked around once more. Then he took another look back at Stevie. He really did look cute today. Sean smiled at the comment that Stevie had made. "Yeah I know what you mean. It would be awful if he grew up to big and you never got to really hold him while he was still small enough to. But I guess soon enough he is going to be big enough that you could just use him a big pillow. Or even just cuddle with him like a giant stuffed animal." Sean gave him another smile. He could feel his cheeks getting hot. Why did he feel so nervous around him? He never had before. This was a strange feeling for him. He brushed it off though. He was just going to chill with a friend and have a good time. No need to think about the feelings he was having. They didn't really even mean that much anyway. He had always had small crushes on other boys. This was just like that. The only difference was that this boy was his friend. That was new. Most of the other guys he was with, he never really became friends with them. Some of them he did end up hooking up with. Like Jack. But he wasn't going to be thought of again today. Jack was history. For a quick second he wondered where the older boy was. it had been a while since he had last seen him. they had left it on an award note, and he felt bad about it. but he again pushed him out of his mind. at least for right now. Stevie was here now and he was going to have a good time. Now if only he could stop thinking so much.
"Your dog is so cute! You said you didn't have a name for him yet, right? Because I think if we put our overactive brain power together we could come up with a pretty kick ass name for this little cutie." Sean said. He had never really been good with naming things but he would at least make an effort. Besides it was something to do for a while. Picking out names could take all day. It was doubtful but not impossible. Sean sat on the floor to play with the puppy. He was so cute and playful. Sean looked in the St Bearnard's eyes. Dark chocolate colored eyes looked back. Sean smiled and played with him a little bit longer. He didn't look up once to meet Stevie's eyes. He couldn't look at them right now. He kept his eyes on the small puppy in front of him. He was just a little fur ball for the most part. Just fur and four little legs that seemed to come from his underside, except on the rare occasion when he was rolling over in his back and his small legs stuck almost upright in the air. Finally he looked up at Stevie. Yeah it was definitely cuter today than the other times he had seen him. Not that he was bad looked then, he just looked amazing right now. In his apartment. With on one there but the small dog between them. Today was going to be an... interesting day? Sean couldn't think of a better way to describe it. He had no idea what he had gotten himself into until this moment. He really hoped he got something good out of all of this.
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Post by alice1 on Mar 18, 2011 23:33:41 GMT -5
abby looked around the restaurant. there was so much to take in. there was a lot to think about. and there was a lot of thinking from other people. some of it she didn't mind as much though. she listened in on other people's thoughts and hoped everyone was in their own little happy place.
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