Out of Town
Written by Hosie.
222 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Male.
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Post by Blake Wilde on Sept 27, 2014 12:05:21 GMT
"yeah, well, enjoy yourself now and I'll cuddle you all you want later, okay?" Blake replied, knowing full well that the cuddling wasn't what Braydon was upset about missing. Almost as if to demonstrate, he pulled him in close to him, hands slipping into the back pocket of Braydon's jeans as he pressed a kiss to his lips, one hand squeezing his butt lightly. Pulling away again, he whispered in his ear, "I promise," before unwrapping himself from Braydon completely, "now go get drunk and socialize." Winking mischievously at him, Blake grabbed a drink and walked away, not quite sure where he was going, or who he was going to talk to, but not really caring either way. Parties weren't meant to be places where you gave a shit, right?
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Out of Town
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Post by Braydon Anderson on Sept 27, 2014 12:34:34 GMT
Braydon pursed his lips hen Blake whispered in his war. Honestly Braydon wanted to grab his arm and ask to cuddle now. He groaned when Blake walked away. He didnt like parties he didnt really have friends anymore so Parties sucked. He sat on the couch drinking while he watched people making out. Maybe Nate would come? Oh wait this was a party and Nate doesn't come to those.
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Out of Town
Written by Lyssa.
337 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Female.
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Post by Skylar Rosemary on Sept 28, 2014 22:53:40 GMT
Skylar smiled. "Cool," she said. "We're independent girls who don't need no man, right?" It was a lame joke, but Skylar's normal comedic timing had definitely been off lately. There was too much on her mind to think about being funny. Except that now was the time to get drunk and forget about all of that. Maybe she wouldn't get drunk, she didn't know. She'd find some way to have fun either way.
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Out of Town
Written by Hosie.
222 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Male.
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Post by Blake Wilde on Sept 29, 2014 12:11:29 GMT
Blake ended up flitting from one group of people to another, somehow ending up just being handed even more alcohol that he didn't even bother to drink. To be honest, he didn't really want to feel drunk, he wanted something else entirely. Braydon would kill him, he knew that, but he hoped that by the time he got back, he'd be too drunk to care. Besides, he'd already managed to fall back in with his old crowd within minutes of getting there, and it's not like Blake was the kind of person to deny a joint when offered one. He took it willingly, lazily blowing smoke around the room.
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Out of Town
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Post by Braydon Anderson on Sept 29, 2014 13:16:08 GMT
Braydon was beyond drunk after awhile and didn't interact with anyone. He decided to go looking for Blake and when he found Blake he was smoking. Braydon stared at him for a moment before he just walked away and went inside and sat on a step. He was thinking about calling Nate to pick him up but he didn't. He just stared at the ground. For some reason even drunk he felt hurt.
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Human
Written by Rebecca.
445 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Female.
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Post by Iris Weata on Sept 29, 2014 18:17:04 GMT
Iris did actually laugh at Skylars joke. It was a pretty shit one, but it still amused her for some reason "Right" She replied, taking another drink from her can before realising Sky didn't have one "Do you want a drink?" She asked, wondering if she was actually planning on drinking or if she just hadn't got round to having a drink yet.
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Out of Town
Written by Hosie.
222 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Male.
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Post by Blake Wilde on Oct 1, 2014 12:30:24 GMT
If Braydon had seen him, Blake had no idea. Hell, he didn't even know how long it'd been since he'd left him, he just knew that it was probably time to go back, and do his best to seem at least drunk, as he was fairly sure Braydon would be pissed as hell at him for it. Oh well. He'd forgive him, right? Whether it was missing Braydon or just a serious case of the munchies, Blake ended up wandering back around the house, not really minding whether he bumped into Braydon or to food first, as both sounded pretty good right now. He found Braydon first. Walking over, he wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, standing on his tip toes to he could reach up to kiss Braydon's cheek, a small goggle escaping his lips before he could stop it.
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Out of Town
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Post by Braydon Anderson on Oct 1, 2014 13:11:35 GMT
Braydon felt Blake kiss his cheek and had to try really hard not to melt into and have a full on make out session right then. "I - I wanna go home." braydon said. He didn't want to leave Blake and that was the only reason he hadn't left yet. "Seriously..blake...I wanna go home." He said turning around and staring at the ground his words slurring together each time he talked.
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Out of Town
Written by Lyssa.
337 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Female.
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Post by Skylar Rosemary on Oct 1, 2014 15:29:33 GMT
Skylar grinned. "Please," she said, taking the drink from Iris. Was getting drunk a good idea? Probably not. In Skylar's experiences with alcohol, they always ended with her in some stranger's bed, or with something completely disastrous happening. But that never stopped her. "So, do you know Trick, or are you just here to party?" she asked curiously. Sky didn't know her, in fact, she had never even seen her around school or anything before. So it seemed odd to her that suddenly she was throwing a party, and that so many people actually showed up.
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Human
Written by Rebecca.
445 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Female.
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Post by Iris Weata on Oct 1, 2014 16:14:13 GMT
Iris just smiled as Sky took her drink. She wondered if anyone else they knew was there, or if they'd just decided to stay home for once. She turned her attention back to Sky when she asked a question and shrugged lightly "We've spoken once, and i'm pretty sure she hates my guts, but oh well. You?" She asked. She'd be pretty surprised if they didn't know each other, but then again Iris was surprised by a lot these days.
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Out of Town
Written by Hosie.
222 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Male.
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Post by Blake Wilde on Oct 1, 2014 22:06:49 GMT
"Yeah, but-" Blake paused to press another kiss to Braydon's cheek, "it's nice here-" a kiss was planted against his jaw now, Blake's fingers moving, almost lazily, to run his fingers down his back, slipping quickly under the fabric of his shirt. "And, there's lots of empty rooms with beds," he finally finished, grinning at Braydon before gently kissing his neck now, doing his best to try and persuade Braydon to stay, or, at least that's what he was planning on doing - even if he got distracted. Wait, hadn't he forgotten something? He felt like he had, but was quickly distracted by yet another thought popping into his head, short attention span cut even shorter by the drug running through his system. "Come make food with me?" he suggested, although it wasn't so much of a question, more of an outright statement. He was sure Braydon would do it but, then again, Blake was sure that Braydon would do whatever he asked him to, just because it was him that asked. He took Braydon's hand then, voice adopting an almost whine as he added, "I'm hungryy."
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Out of Town
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Post by Braydon Anderson on Oct 1, 2014 22:24:55 GMT
Braydon held back a moan as Blake kissed his neck. He looked at Blake. "Blake seriously I - I wanna go home." Braydon said a tear streaming down his cheek not even knowing he wanted to cry. "I don't wanna stay here. I - I just I don't there's High people and dumb jocks and I don't want to be here." Braydon said words slurring together.
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Out of Town
Written by Hosie.
274 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Male.
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Post by Jasper Gold on Oct 10, 2014 21:03:24 GMT
It was no secret that wherever Trick went, Jasper was sure to be there as well, and parties were no exception. Hell, parties were the one thing it was practically impossible for them to be separated at, as one of them was usually the host, and the other not being invited was the equivalent of the host basically committing social suicide, as they both knew every single one of the other's darkest secrets. Or, most of them, anyway; Jasper had skipped telling her about the whole "werewolf" thing, Trick was too much of a gossip to be trusted with anything actually worth anything. Still, they were good enough friends to qualify for Jasper to arrive early, and therefor managing to get almost monumentally drunk before people had even arrived, even if he took almost double to amount of everyone else to even feel tipsy. Hell, he was now so far gone that he wasn't even a happy drunk anymore, just kind of 'eh'.
Slipping through the edges of the crowds, he stumbled from person to person until eventually bumping into Iris and Skylar, worn smile painted on his face as he wrapped Iris in a hug, and then turned to Sky and did the same thing, although, as soon as his arms wrapped around Sky, he found he didn't want to let go. Skylar felt comfy, and safe, almost like home, and so he stood there, not saying or explaining anything.
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Out of Town
Written by Lyssa.
337 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Female.
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Post by Skylar Rosemary on Oct 10, 2014 21:12:11 GMT
Skylar shrugged. "Never really met her," she said. "But I've heard that she has a reputation of being a total bitch, which means that we should probably get along just fine." Apparently Trick was good friends with Jasper too, so it was a wonder that they hadn't had any encounter with each other before. But there was a first time for everything. Sky was about to say something else to make small talk with Iris when Jasper approached them. When he hugged Iris, she considered just leaving them to be together, but next thing she knew Jasper's arms were wrapped around her and they didn't seem to be letting go any time soon. Well this is bizarre, she thought to herself. If Jasper would be like this with anyone tonight, he definitely wouldn't have expected it to be her. Not that she was complaining.
Eventually she pulled away a bit and pushed her hair out of her face so that she could actually see Jasper. "Are you drunk?" she asked, since that seemed to be the only logical reason behind his sudden clinginess.
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Out of Town
Written by Hosie.
222 posts.
17 years old.
single.
I am Male.
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Post by Blake Wilde on Oct 10, 2014 21:25:08 GMT
Blake just stared, for some reason still managing to smile at Braydon, despite the fact he was crying. Honestly, it didn't even register that he was one of the 'high people' Braydon was talking about, and that by even being there with him in this state was probably making Braydon very uncomfortable. Oh well. Blake would fix it, right? Just maybe not right now, when he couldn't actually keep his thoughts straight for more than thirty seconds. After a long moment of staring, almost blankly, at Braydon, Blake finally spoke up again, giving in to the tear-stained boy. "Then we can go home, okay?" there was a pause, and Blake lifted his hand to wipe Braydon's tear away, a deep look of concentration on his face before he added, "as long as when we get home I can have pancakes... And syrup, with chocolate - does your mum still have chicken dippers in?"
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