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Post by Ryan Taylor Harlow on Oct 28, 2012 5:39:40 GMT -6
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if i leave my heart with you tonight promise me that you're gonna treat it right. | it was a quiet day, or rather, it had been a rather quiet day. not that ryan seemed to are, although he had to admit, it was a little dull and mundane. he hadn’t really focused on any of his classes, nor was he in the mood to cause too much trouble, or back talk. maybe it was because he couldn’t sleep the night previous, though he wasn’t too sure why. after his last class of the day had ended, he was at odds as to what to do with himself. at first, he slinked back to his dorm and sat there for a while, as his roommate wasn’t to be seen, at least not from that moment. he sat there on his bunk, not really wanting to move. he enjoyed the peace, sometimes. thought it could get a little boring.
and he hated that, boredom. he had been here long enough to have seen everything this place had, all the little nooks and crannies that he had since discovered. he quite liked exploring, usually for something to do, usually in town or finding someone to annoy, one way or another. but not always. he laid back on his bed, sighing slightly. before he knew it, the sky was already changing color. well, it pretty much was winter after all. he didn't know the time, but he could tell it was late, as he had seen his roommate come in, then sleep. by then, Ryan had walked out of his dorm, clearly bored and wanting at least some form of entertainment.
it was almost midnight, he reckoned and didn’t care about ‘curfew’. he often disobeyed such rule,s even if he had gotten caught once in awhile. but tonight..he was trying to be more vigilant. sneaking in the hallways, he managed to make it past the staff, but only just barely. in theory, ryan had no clue where he was going, expect he wanted to get out, just for a bit.
and out he did go, but only so far as the courtyard. he wasn't in the mood to go further. he could of escaped if he wanted to..but there was chances that there were staff probably at the gates...guarding them. he sighed heavily as he landed on bench, his eyes scanning the quiet area. it was a little dull, he had to admit. he picked up a few rocks that lay on the ground below, and began pelting them off in many directions, trying to hit the windows. he smirked as one of them managed to hit, though it wasn’t big enough to shatter the glass. he was about to go off and find somewhere else when the sound of footsteps caught him on guard. instead of moving, ryan just smirked, and continued throwing the pebbles, out of boredom.
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Post by Justin Andrew Davis on Oct 28, 2012 12:51:41 GMT -6
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[/div] AND IGNITE YOUR BONES - - - - AND I WILL TRY TO FIX YOU justin held his glass against his lip, wincing ever so slightly as it brushed against a split which he had received just moments earlier. that’s the last time he would ever make the mistake of hitting on a girl with an engagement ring on. luckily justin was well known by the barmen at this particular club so the young man who had given him the black eye and split lip was the one who had been chucked out. as he downed the last few sips of his whiskey and chucked the barman a few notes he stood up to leave, his legs feeling more like jelly then he had expected. how many drinks had he had again? he could have sworn it wasn’t that many. justin staggered out the bar, enjoying the cool breeze in contrast to the hot sticky bar. despite justin’s numerous friends he had just wanted to be alone for that evening. alone with just his thoughts. it had been a long day and one which justin would have rather forgotten. nothing in particular stuck out in his mind that was particularly bad but with his new job, the students he had to deal with and the thought of going home to an empty flat had only led to justin finding some sort of solace in a whiskey or two or 7.
as he walked onto the campus grounds he was relieved that curfew existed. this definitely wasn’t the first time justin had staggered back to his flat at some stupid hour and it certainly wouldn’t be his last. and he would definitely lose lots of respect if a student saw him drunk and staggering home. what sort of role model is that? his miracle was being able to take classes the next day without giving a single hint he was horribly hungover. he even wandered how he actually managed it. it wasn’t that he didn’t like his job or took it for granted or anything like that, alcohol just helped to numb the pain and let him enjoy himself a bit more. justin’s face was really starting to sting now and as he pulled his hand out from his jacket pocked and touched it gently he winced. “shi-“ justin just managed to stop himself from swearing as he noticed a shadow sitting on a bench and a crash from what sounded like something heavy hitting the window. he staggered to a stop, trying to focus to see who it was. please don’t be a student, please don’t be a student he thought to himself.
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Post by Ryan Taylor Harlow on Nov 4, 2012 12:32:00 GMT -6
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if i leave my heart with you tonight promise me that you're gonna treat it right. | ryan yawned. it was late. but not really so. he couldn’t sleep or rather he didn’t want to. the night was way more fun if you were around to experience it or rather, annoy others. it was perfect, to hide under, the blanket of darkness. it was way more fun to mess with people. or simply wait in the shadows, looking for some sort of entertainment. throwing the rocks didn’t really provide that, as he could not see a soul anywhere. everyone would be inside. he figured they would be, staff too, if they knew what was best for them. though there were cameras..probably nearer the gates though. so he was safe, and able to cause as much trouble as he wanted.
but right now, he wasn’t really...as no one was about..well that was until he heard some footsteps. but made his smirk grew bigger across his taut lips. he sat up, his eyes scanning the area for the figure that had entered the fray. too tall to be a student. as he squinted he could see it was indeed staff. a teacher he knew, the p.e. teacher. he didn’t know him that well, but still, he wondered if he’d art him out. but if he had anything to do with it, he would not. ryan watched him carefully silently, chuckling quietly as he watched the guy intently.
he could smell the alcohol off of him, it reeked. he laughed. this was interesting, certainly. ”hmm...what are you doing out at this hour Mr Davis?” he smirked, weighing a small rock in his hand. ”it’s not the weekend and drinking, hmm?” he snorted, as he leaned against the bench, just watching him. ryan knew he could easily get into trouble himself, but honestly he was never the one to fear authority. he often disobeyed them, as often as he could.
as he often went by his own accord. that was just how he was. he wouldn’t listen to anyone..it was too late for that.
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Post by Justin Andrew Davis on Nov 6, 2012 11:42:24 GMT -6
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[/div] AND IGNITE YOUR BONES - - - - AND I WILL TRY TO FIX YOU Oh great. This is exactly what Justin needed right now. A student. As he staggered to a halt, Justin tried to stand in once space but he could even tell, in his drunken state, that he was swaying slightly from side to side. He was screwed. Justin peered at the student, trying to work out who it was. He vaguely recognised the boy. Ryan? Was that his name? It was definitely something similar to that. hmm...what are you doing out at this hour Mr Davis? Oh shit. All Justin could think to do was turn it round on Ryan. “I am an adult, I’m allowed to be out at this time.” Justin said with a shrug. “You on the other hand shouldn’t be. It is way past your curfew.” Justin suddenly had an idea. Maybe he could bargain with the boy. Justin sat down next to him carefully, stretching his legs out in front of his. “But if I haven’t seen you then you definitely haven’t seen me.” Justin looked at Ryan carefully to see if he was catching his drift. All Justin wanted to really do now was get back to his flat as soon as possible. The cold air was sobering him up a bit and was making him feel slightly sick. He knew he needed a good pint of water in him and a snuggle down in bed before he felt horrendous and couldn’t get to sleep. Oh god he was not looking forward to this hangover in the morning. He equally knew he couldn’t walk off without dealing with this situation otherwise he might walk into the school tomorrow and find that he no longer actually had a job. Once again, Justin’s slightly hazy mind focused on Ryan. “look both of us are doing stuff we shouldn’t, all for a bit of fun.” once again, Justin shrugged. “But I don’t think that either of us deserve to get into trouble so let’s just leave it that we didn’t see each other yeah?” Oh God. Justin was being a typical drunk. Slurring his words, not really making sense and repeating things. He just hoped Ryan would just comply.
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