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Waylon Thomas [5] I love you. Not for who you pretend to be but for who you truly are as well as who I am when I'm with you.
Adrian L. Park [4] Who am I? Where do I find myself?
Holland Nour [3]
Bryanna Thomas [3] The biggest communication problem is we do not listen to understand. We listen to reply.
Basil Choi [3] Take me as I am, that's all I can give.
Arianna Park [2]
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BASIL CHOI ♦ Public Relations
LOCATION: His Dormroom ♦ OUTFIT: Clicky
SPEECH: #c8a2c8 ♦ THOUGHT: Italic #c8a2c8
LOCATION: His Dormroom ♦ OUTFIT: Clicky
SPEECH: #c8a2c8 ♦ THOUGHT: Italic #c8a2c8
Wearing one of his most favorate set of pajamas, this kid was going crazy in the middle of the day. In his dorm-house, the music was blasting loudly and he was just dancing in the middle of his couch, imitating the dance to HER by Block B. Air guitar was a general theme throughout this whole song, while not just the song was blasting, but so was his voice as Basil sang along it. It was a total celebration and he couldn't just contain it!
Tossing his head side to side, letting his hair dance in the air along with himself. His computer was on and on the screen was the email from Juliard, them saying that they are expecting him in the end of the summer. Basil had worked hard for this so long, and all of his hard work was starting to pay off. Of course, there were his family who knew absolutely nothing about this, and he didn't know how to serve this to any of them - even if they opposed, this young man wasn't going to come back to this island after the summer and was going to do what he had always dreamt of. Even Kinjaz had discovered his channel and had contacted him through his secret instagram, which was connected to the youtube channel with his original choreographies to songs and some cover dances; and now they wanted to meet up with him to work on a video with him.
On top of his lungs, he sang along: "MWO HANA PPAJIMEOBSI YEPPEUGUNA... HER! EOEO! HER! EOEO! HER! EOEO! UH EOANI BEONGBEONGHAE!" Hopping off of his couch, with overflowing enthusiasm Basil slid the door of his little porch and continued dancing, turning in one spot and spreading his hands as if he was an airplane. Suddenly stopping, panting, then continued to sing, using a teddy-bear as a microphone: "HER! EOEO! HER! EOEO! HER! EOEO! NEO MALGON JEONBU PYEONGNEOMHAE!" During the rap, he started moving his hips in every possible way, and rocking along it.
Basil planned to party his fulles the next day, and get extremely drunk, and miss the important exam, because he wasn't going to come back to this place anymore. For a mere moment, before the next song started, which was also by the same group, he stopped again and just stood there, on his porch' doorway, holding onto the toy with eyes closed and just grinned to the fullest. With a little delay, he wasn't this crazy in dancing as he was before, but much more cool and had tons of swag to himself, following this song's signature dance. : "Uh, shall we dance," he yelled out and continued to go nuts, with no plans of stopping on his dance session with himself, but as he looks outside, he sees couple of other people whom had joined him on this little dance-party and Basil just grins. One of the Korean students, started to yell along with him, when next song rolled in and they matched their moves in a perfect flow: "OKEY DOKEY YO!" Some people were giving them looks, some shook their heads and some other joined in on this craziness, where most of them were still wearing their pajamas. Seeing of how he managed to create a spontaneous, impromtu mid-day dance-party, Basil yelled out: "OH HELL YEAH!!!!!"
Tossing his head side to side, letting his hair dance in the air along with himself. His computer was on and on the screen was the email from Juliard, them saying that they are expecting him in the end of the summer. Basil had worked hard for this so long, and all of his hard work was starting to pay off. Of course, there were his family who knew absolutely nothing about this, and he didn't know how to serve this to any of them - even if they opposed, this young man wasn't going to come back to this island after the summer and was going to do what he had always dreamt of. Even Kinjaz had discovered his channel and had contacted him through his secret instagram, which was connected to the youtube channel with his original choreographies to songs and some cover dances; and now they wanted to meet up with him to work on a video with him.
On top of his lungs, he sang along: "MWO HANA PPAJIMEOBSI YEPPEUGUNA... HER! EOEO! HER! EOEO! HER! EOEO! UH EOANI BEONGBEONGHAE!" Hopping off of his couch, with overflowing enthusiasm Basil slid the door of his little porch and continued dancing, turning in one spot and spreading his hands as if he was an airplane. Suddenly stopping, panting, then continued to sing, using a teddy-bear as a microphone: "HER! EOEO! HER! EOEO! HER! EOEO! NEO MALGON JEONBU PYEONGNEOMHAE!" During the rap, he started moving his hips in every possible way, and rocking along it.
Basil planned to party his fulles the next day, and get extremely drunk, and miss the important exam, because he wasn't going to come back to this place anymore. For a mere moment, before the next song started, which was also by the same group, he stopped again and just stood there, on his porch' doorway, holding onto the toy with eyes closed and just grinned to the fullest. With a little delay, he wasn't this crazy in dancing as he was before, but much more cool and had tons of swag to himself, following this song's signature dance. : "Uh, shall we dance," he yelled out and continued to go nuts, with no plans of stopping on his dance session with himself, but as he looks outside, he sees couple of other people whom had joined him on this little dance-party and Basil just grins. One of the Korean students, started to yell along with him, when next song rolled in and they matched their moves in a perfect flow: "OKEY DOKEY YO!" Some people were giving them looks, some shook their heads and some other joined in on this craziness, where most of them were still wearing their pajamas. Seeing of how he managed to create a spontaneous, impromtu mid-day dance-party, Basil yelled out: "OH HELL YEAH!!!!!"
[OOC:] "Every bit of you is pretty... Her! UhUh! Her! UhUh! Her! UhUh! Uh I can't talk. /-/ Her! UhUh! Her! UhUh! Her! UhUh! Except for you, everyone is so plain!"
ADRIAN L. PARK ♦ Criminal Justice
LOCATION: Bobby's Dorm ♦ OUTFIT: Clicky
SPEECH: #AB0505 ♦ THOUGHT: Italic #AB0505
LOCATION: Bobby's Dorm ♦ OUTFIT: Clicky
SPEECH: #AB0505 ♦ THOUGHT: Italic #AB0505
Aside from everything that was going on at that time, something had changed within Adrian past couple of weeks. Him and his so called boyfriend lived in different sides of the world, god only knows if they were going to keep in contact throughout the summer - even if Bobby kept repeating that he would stay in touch. The boy had a job settled up for him, an internship in local homicide department and he couldn't wait for it! This was going to be something extremely important for him, and if it meant to cut off the current relationship, Adrian was going to do so. Yes, he was in love with the jock, but he started to realize his own value through how he was treated. How long was he going to played as fool? If anything, a plan had started to form in his mind - step by step. With this upcoming summer, he was going to break up with Bobby when he had gotten back home. Doing so face to face was going to be intense and extremely hard, mostly he was afraid of the older one to talk him into remaining in this painful relationship, which in the end was solely staying on the passionate, nearly angry sex and his own love towards the one that was taking great pleasure in using him. Sadly, the last part hasn't been realized by Adrian as of yet.
Walking through the campus, holding onto a folder with yet another homework, while the other hand was in his black pants' front pocket. It was a rather hot day, and strangely enough he was actually waiting for the party the next day, even if he wasn't much of a party person and preferred much quieter place to be in. Tired from staying up late, but he didn't feel any guilt solely on the fact that he had enjoyed those couple of hours watching Basil dance and have casual conversation that didin't end up in a fight or another argument. Sure, there had been couple of beers... or more involved, and there might be a small hangover in play, but even then he wanted all of this to be over with.
Reaching to Bobby's dorm-house, he reached his hand out to knock, but the door opened and an islander, who also happened to attend Farali University brushed past him. Adrian turned around and looked as the young woman walked away, hair messy and it looked as if she had been in a hurry to get dressed. This had never happened before. He knew, oh he knew very well about all these rumors, gossip and talk circling around in the uni, but Bobby had always talked him into not believing any of these. That 'it is just a cover-up story' to hide his true sexuality, but something clicked in Adrian once more and he knew that this visit wasn't going to end up in intercourse as it had become custom for them both.
Turning around, he took a breath of courage and walked inside, seeing his 'man' laying in bed and under the covers, naked. Whole room smelled like sex and semen, and Adrian made disgusted face without hiding it. "Here," he simply stated, placing the folder on the lamb-skin on a chair, "I finished the final piece. Read this and I am sure you will nail the exam." Ready to leave the dorm, he noticed how Bobby patted the empty spot beside him, grinning. "No, don't give in. Be patient. Be strong. Think about yourself first, just like your psychiatrist told you. You can do this, Adrian," then he shook his head and nodded towards the door, "gotta bail. Have much work to do in the lab still. We will have to talk about this 'rumor' later that just walked out of here." Without any other word, Adrian just walked out and slammed the door close behind him, feeling how the panic attack was starting to swallow him whole. "Shit," he mumbled, "shit, shit, shit, shit..." Before Bobby could catch up to him, Adrian hurried away from there and headed towards the secret place about which only him and Way knew about so far. He needed peace, he needed to calm himself down before he was going to get worse.
Reaching down to the secret spot, although it took a bit of a hiking and getting his clean pants tiny bit dirty, he managed to reach it safely. With hurried, anxious motion Adrian managed to find the extra bottle of medicine he had hidden some time ago - only because he frequented this place a lot lately and swallowed the pills, then finally laying down onto this soft pillow of grass and flowers, letting the tears fall down. How come he had been this stupid all this long? How come had he let this asshole play him?
Walking through the campus, holding onto a folder with yet another homework, while the other hand was in his black pants' front pocket. It was a rather hot day, and strangely enough he was actually waiting for the party the next day, even if he wasn't much of a party person and preferred much quieter place to be in. Tired from staying up late, but he didn't feel any guilt solely on the fact that he had enjoyed those couple of hours watching Basil dance and have casual conversation that didin't end up in a fight or another argument. Sure, there had been couple of beers... or more involved, and there might be a small hangover in play, but even then he wanted all of this to be over with.
Reaching to Bobby's dorm-house, he reached his hand out to knock, but the door opened and an islander, who also happened to attend Farali University brushed past him. Adrian turned around and looked as the young woman walked away, hair messy and it looked as if she had been in a hurry to get dressed. This had never happened before. He knew, oh he knew very well about all these rumors, gossip and talk circling around in the uni, but Bobby had always talked him into not believing any of these. That 'it is just a cover-up story' to hide his true sexuality, but something clicked in Adrian once more and he knew that this visit wasn't going to end up in intercourse as it had become custom for them both.
Turning around, he took a breath of courage and walked inside, seeing his 'man' laying in bed and under the covers, naked. Whole room smelled like sex and semen, and Adrian made disgusted face without hiding it. "Here," he simply stated, placing the folder on the lamb-skin on a chair, "I finished the final piece. Read this and I am sure you will nail the exam." Ready to leave the dorm, he noticed how Bobby patted the empty spot beside him, grinning. "No, don't give in. Be patient. Be strong. Think about yourself first, just like your psychiatrist told you. You can do this, Adrian," then he shook his head and nodded towards the door, "gotta bail. Have much work to do in the lab still. We will have to talk about this 'rumor' later that just walked out of here." Without any other word, Adrian just walked out and slammed the door close behind him, feeling how the panic attack was starting to swallow him whole. "Shit," he mumbled, "shit, shit, shit, shit..." Before Bobby could catch up to him, Adrian hurried away from there and headed towards the secret place about which only him and Way knew about so far. He needed peace, he needed to calm himself down before he was going to get worse.
Reaching down to the secret spot, although it took a bit of a hiking and getting his clean pants tiny bit dirty, he managed to reach it safely. With hurried, anxious motion Adrian managed to find the extra bottle of medicine he had hidden some time ago - only because he frequented this place a lot lately and swallowed the pills, then finally laying down onto this soft pillow of grass and flowers, letting the tears fall down. How come he had been this stupid all this long? How come had he let this asshole play him?
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--Location: Her Dorm ✧ Her Outfit
.Speaking: #43438B ✧ Thinking: #43438B
Bryanna pushed her way through the campus annoyed by all the people blocking her attempt to make it back to her dorm. She knew that many of the people in here way were those who had finished there classes already and weren’t planning on staying behind on the island a second later. She was trying desperately hard to remain calm and not plow through all the cliques saying goodbye to one another, but it was getting increasing hard especially when all she wanted to do was make it back to her dorm so she could call her babies. Ryder had said last night that he and Lina would be free to Facetime around 4pm. Normally Bryanna was out of class way before then but her professors had held people back to discuss the final grades. Why today of all days!? We haven’t had a call containing all 3 of us in a couple of weeks because of finals!
When Bryanna finally made it to her dorm she quickly threw he bags on the table before fishing out her phone to call the two. ”Hey Loves! Sorry I’m late. I got held up in class and then every route I decided to take back was ridiculously crowded.” Most of the students were so excited for the party later but not Bryanna. She was ready to go home. School was never something she particularly enjoyed especially THIS school. She barely tolerated most of the campus so a farewell bash just seemed like torture. Especially when she knew that Ryder and Lina were already home waiting one her. Bryanna smiled at the two being cute in front of her and bid them goodbye. Before hanging up Ryder promised to retrieve her from the airport when she arrived home. He even offered to give her brother a lift if he needed it.
After her call Bryanna quickly changed and made sure she was all packed up. She was determined to get out of here as soon as the party ended. The sound of a new message drew Bryanna’s attention away from her task. She was expecting the see a message from Arianna or Waylon but no she couldn’t be so lucky. Instead there was a glaring message from her father. Why must this man constantly ruin my night? He already sent me the list of night for which he needed ‘HIS PERFECT DAUGHTER’ to at least make an appearance.
When Bryanna finally made it to her dorm she quickly threw he bags on the table before fishing out her phone to call the two. ”Hey Loves! Sorry I’m late. I got held up in class and then every route I decided to take back was ridiculously crowded.” Most of the students were so excited for the party later but not Bryanna. She was ready to go home. School was never something she particularly enjoyed especially THIS school. She barely tolerated most of the campus so a farewell bash just seemed like torture. Especially when she knew that Ryder and Lina were already home waiting one her. Bryanna smiled at the two being cute in front of her and bid them goodbye. Before hanging up Ryder promised to retrieve her from the airport when she arrived home. He even offered to give her brother a lift if he needed it.
After her call Bryanna quickly changed and made sure she was all packed up. She was determined to get out of here as soon as the party ended. The sound of a new message drew Bryanna’s attention away from her task. She was expecting the see a message from Arianna or Waylon but no she couldn’t be so lucky. Instead there was a glaring message from her father. Why must this man constantly ruin my night? He already sent me the list of night for which he needed ‘HIS PERFECT DAUGHTER’ to at least make an appearance.
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--Location: His Dorm ✧ His Outfit
.Speaking: #901114 ✧ Thinking: #901114
Waylon plugged his headphones in quickly as he deposited himself in the seat at the library. The music that pulsed through his headphones helped ease his mind that seemed to constantly be racing. This was something he really needed considering the last couple of weeks had been torture. It’s normal for the last weeks leading up to the end of the semester to be crazy but this particular semester was probable his worse yet. On top of having to study for his normal finals he had a final project to do. A final project that was due tomorrow. That’s actually what brought him to the library, he was meeting his partner, Holland Nour to go over some finishing touches.
If Waylon was being completely honest with himself, when they first got paired up he wasn’t sure how well this was going to work. Holland was a man with a reputation and while Waylon cared little for his player reputation he was actually more worried about dealing with Mr. Popular football star himself. This worry was quickly put to rest because Waylon learned that Holland was just a normal guy. He showed up for their meeting, even if he was a little late occasionally and actually helped with the project. It was actually rather nice and besides Adrian, Waylon couldn’t think of a better partner. That being said todays meeting made Waylon super nervous.
Okay Way… When he gets here just ask if can’t be that hard just say “He-“ Waylon’s train of thought was caught off by the sound of his phone ringing. Not even bothering to talk his headphones out he answered in a whisper, ”Hey mom… I REALLY can’t talk right now I’m studying. I’ll call you guys later.” As soon as he hung up the phone we went back to rehearsing what to say to Holland. After a little bit he realized he needed to calm his nerves and the music wasn’t helping. He quickly reached for his phone and opened his most treasured chat up. This was his chat with his long time gaming friend turned crush Holly. The only person besides his sister and best friend to get the completely himself no holding back Waylon. To get the boy that could be goofy and silly while also being a bumbling mess. He was mid message when he heard a commotion. A commotion that normally meant a group of ’Populars’ had entered a building. Knowing this meant he was most likely about to have to work on his project he quickly sent his message out.
"Absolutely not" Arianna repeated for what felt like the millionth time that day. Hailie hung on her arm as they walked across campus, a small pout placed on her pink-tinted lips. For the past week, she'd been attempting to coarse Ari into attending the end of year party that would be happening the following day. This party happened every year, and every year the small girl managed to avoid it. This time, however, one of her lovely classmates insisted on her making an appearance. "Listen Hai" she came to a stop, her body turning to face the blonde who watched her expectantly. "I love you, I do. But I have no desire to go to this party. The only reason I'm not gone yet is that I have one more final to take tomorrow."
Hailie held her breath for a second longer before expelling a sigh, usually signaling defeat. "Fine, at least come have dinner with me and Mia tonight." Arianna carefully shook her head, deciding to mess with the girl a little before smiling. "Of course, count me in!" After an excited cheer from the other, the two girls bid their goodbyes. Arianna quickly worked her way through the busy campus, cursing to herself as she did. She had one more class to attend, which she'd forgotten to grab the books and notes for after having left in a hurry. Of course as luck would have it, her classroom and her dorm were on complete opposite ends of the Science department.
Several hills and a few vending machines stop later, she finally made it. Ari could hear rustling coming from inside before she even opened the door, which signified Bryanna was already there. As much as she was looking forward to her vacation, she didn't want to think about having to leave her roommate turned best friend. As unlikely as the pair seemed, they'd hit it off almost instantly. Though the packed bags and fresh outfit made Ari think the other girl perhaps didn't feel the same way. "Hey beautiful." Ari greeted, her eyes switching from Bryanna to her luggage. "So eager to leave me, I see." she feigned a dramatic sigh as she circled around the coffee table to fetch her books. "And here I was wondering how I'd make it an entire summer without you." Of course Ari knew her friend's eagerness to leave had nothing to do with her, but she never missed an opportunity to tease.
Sarah lightly tugged on the side of his sweat pants as he attempted to roll out of bed as if pleading him to stay. "Sorry babe" he added in quickly before placing a quick peck on her cheek and getting to his feet. "Got a study date, and I'm going to be really late if I don't get up now." He could sense Sarah's eye roll despite not having been looking in her direction. "You're going to see that nerd again" it was more of a statement than a question. She rolled onto her back, letting the sheets cover up to collar bare bones. "Are you cheating on me with him?" As difficult as it was, Holland managed to hold back the chuckle bubbling in his chest. The irony of her question was almost comical. "I am not cheating on you with Waylon, you can relax." As far as the statement went, it wasn't a lie. Out of all the people Holland has and would continue to cheat on her with, Waylon was not one of them.
After a couple more protests from her, Holland managed to get himself showered and dressed. He hadn't bothered to kick Sarah out. She knew how to lock the door on her own. Thankfully, due to a combination of his athletic physique and the library not being too far from his dorm room, Holland made it to the meeting spot only about fifteen ten minutes late. As he headed towards the grand library double doors, a faint buzz in his pocket grabbed his attention. The message displayed on the screen almost made him laugh out loud. Stepping aside for a moment, he quickly typed out a reply.
To: Way (1/2) If I say I miss you too, will you lend me some coins? :P
To: Way (2/2) I'm kidding, good luck! If he says no maybe I'll let you win for once to cheer you up.
To: Way (2/2) I'm kidding, good luck! If he says no maybe I'll let you win for once to cheer you up.
After hitting the send button, he made sure to give himself a couple of seconds before walking inside. The library wasn't terribly full due to many students being in class still, but he did pass a small group of what he could consider friends on his way in. After setting himself free of them, he finally made it to the table where Waylon waited for him. "I know, I'm late again. But I brought snacks this time!"
He didn't know how long he had been there, just dozed off and cradled by the warmth of the jungle, until Adrian opened his eyes and managed to pull himself to sit. At that moment, he just wanted to pull quits on everything, but managed to just breath in and out for about ten times, just like thought by his martial arts instructions. He managed to pull himself up, and saw that his white blouse had gotten green from all the grass. Shrugging it off, he turned back to his dorm, which luckily was one of the closest ones to this mountain peak and one of the highest, most furthest ones from the main buildings of the University. He had chosen it on the purpose, after finding out that a good hiking trail was nearby, where he often took his morning jogs or runs to, and after having found abandoned military base at the end of the forgotten trail, to where he often had to use parkour to get to, he was satisfied with his choice. So far, he had not told anyone about this place... maybe he should let Waylon know, but he had to be sure that place was safe before anyone else ventured inside. Yes, it had taken him for a while to "get it cleaned up for other people to come by", he truly enjoyed the lab he had stumbled into in there.
After getting back to his place, he quickly stripped himself of clothes and shoes, finding casual thing to wear instead after getting a quick shower. He got cozy on one of his chairs after preparing himself his favorite strong coffee, which beans came right from this island. He finally found his phone, and was planning on playing some ION, when he saw thirty-four messages, voicemails and even more unanswered calls from Bobby. His heart bled, and as Adrian tossed his head backwards, the young man felt of how the mixture of emotions built up on him again. Actually shutting the phone off, he found his second one, about which Bobby didn't know anything about and about which his closest knew about. The second phone he had asked his circle of friends-family to keep from Bobby and anyone else.
Opening the game up, Adrian smiled and took a sip of his warm drink, letting it set on his tongue. It was getting dark fast and he knew it was getting late. Finally he messaged Waylon.
To Way: Remember you asking where I keep hiding myself?
To Way: Well, there is a forgotten hiking trail north of the main one, and at the end, there is actually forgotten military base.
To Way: I found untouched lab there, I think you would love it there!
To Way: Maybe we can go there tomorrow before the party?
After getting back to his place, he quickly stripped himself of clothes and shoes, finding casual thing to wear instead after getting a quick shower. He got cozy on one of his chairs after preparing himself his favorite strong coffee, which beans came right from this island. He finally found his phone, and was planning on playing some ION, when he saw thirty-four messages, voicemails and even more unanswered calls from Bobby. His heart bled, and as Adrian tossed his head backwards, the young man felt of how the mixture of emotions built up on him again. Actually shutting the phone off, he found his second one, about which Bobby didn't know anything about and about which his closest knew about. The second phone he had asked his circle of friends-family to keep from Bobby and anyone else.
Opening the game up, Adrian smiled and took a sip of his warm drink, letting it set on his tongue. It was getting dark fast and he knew it was getting late. Finally he messaged Waylon.
To Way: Remember you asking where I keep hiding myself?
To Way: Well, there is a forgotten hiking trail north of the main one, and at the end, there is actually forgotten military base.
To Way: I found untouched lab there, I think you would love it there!
To Way: Maybe we can go there tomorrow before the party?
BASIL CHOI ♦ Public Relations
LOCATION: His Dormroom ♦ OUTFIT: Clicky
SPEECH: #c8a2c8 ♦ THOUGHT: Italic #c8a2c8
LOCATION: His Dormroom ♦ OUTFIT: Clicky
SPEECH: #c8a2c8 ♦ THOUGHT: Italic #c8a2c8
That impromptu party ended soon enough with one of the remaining students coming out of their dorm-house and just yelling for them to be quiet, so they could sleep or something along the lines. Although Basil was generally a loud mouth and all over the place, he didn't have any mean bone inside his body and thus he understood. Saluting people that had been a good company, he grinned and slid the door close again, pulling the curtains over the side door and just sighed, still in the funk of being over joyous and crazy happy. With a simple nod, Basil had decided that it was time to work on his videos, that needed editing and uploading them to the youtube, the last probably happening the day after tomorrow and party, as his uploading schedule was suppose to run.
The rest of the day, he was splurging on snacks, ramen and working on editing, sometimes feeling the need to add a voice-over or add strange, meme-like facial expressions that he was well known for right after him and his dancing skills. On his secret instagram account, he made a post about him being accepted to the school of his dreams, but then was figuring why people didn't like or comment like they usually did. While he tried to look into this, he was pulled away by the knock on his door, which made him toss his phone on the sofa, that landed between the pillow and a cushion, he ventured happily to see who was behind the door.
To say the least, Basil was surprised to find the Witch of the Farali behind his doorstep. Struggling to understand the reasons of why she would EVER come to him, he peeked behind her and saw no one else around. "Well?" she asked him, crossing her arms over her chest and tapping index finger of left' hand against her skin, "I won't beg for you to let me in, Basil." The commanding sound of her voice was giving him the creeps, but then steps aside and bows as if he was a butler. Genevive only made a certain sound from the bottom of her throat, which was quite mocking and very much like her.
"What do you need?" he asked the one who had entered his space and eyed her, closing the door behind him. "I need help...," she muttered, heading towards his bathroom. Basil just gave her a certain look. "If someone asks have you seen me or... tell them that you haven't. You are good at that," and before almost closing the door, leaving it cracked just a tiny bit, he could hear her inhale and whisper, "...please." Whatever had spooked her, for Genevive to actually stay in the darkness alone, he grew worried. After a minute or two, while he had laid on the couch and gotten cozy quickly, he heard a loud banging on his door and yelling from a voice they both knew all too well - Serena. He just waited, not reacting and then yawning, pushing himself up and opening the door, the Italian almost falling inside. Followed by other girls, it seemed as if they all were on a witch hunt.
Rubbing the belly under his shirt, he yawned real wide for all of them and mumbled through slurred, pretend sleepy state: "Ya know, some people are here sleeping. Besides, it's kinda late. We should all rest up, in case we wanna be up aaaaallllll night tomorrow." He was stared down by all of the girls, baffled by the sight of him, then he added: "Really? What did I DO?" Yawning again, he now was blatantly scratching his butt, seeing how disgusted some of the girls looked. "Now go, you are making me feel uncomfortable with all those angry and thirsty ass looks." He grinned and just slammed the door shut, locking it afterwards and hopping back on the couch. The girls still tried to get in, but he just ignored them, until they scattered away. He knew they were still lurking around, but finally Genevive put the light on in the bathroom.
The rest of the day, he was splurging on snacks, ramen and working on editing, sometimes feeling the need to add a voice-over or add strange, meme-like facial expressions that he was well known for right after him and his dancing skills. On his secret instagram account, he made a post about him being accepted to the school of his dreams, but then was figuring why people didn't like or comment like they usually did. While he tried to look into this, he was pulled away by the knock on his door, which made him toss his phone on the sofa, that landed between the pillow and a cushion, he ventured happily to see who was behind the door.
To say the least, Basil was surprised to find the Witch of the Farali behind his doorstep. Struggling to understand the reasons of why she would EVER come to him, he peeked behind her and saw no one else around. "Well?" she asked him, crossing her arms over her chest and tapping index finger of left' hand against her skin, "I won't beg for you to let me in, Basil." The commanding sound of her voice was giving him the creeps, but then steps aside and bows as if he was a butler. Genevive only made a certain sound from the bottom of her throat, which was quite mocking and very much like her.
"What do you need?" he asked the one who had entered his space and eyed her, closing the door behind him. "I need help...," she muttered, heading towards his bathroom. Basil just gave her a certain look. "If someone asks have you seen me or... tell them that you haven't. You are good at that," and before almost closing the door, leaving it cracked just a tiny bit, he could hear her inhale and whisper, "...please." Whatever had spooked her, for Genevive to actually stay in the darkness alone, he grew worried. After a minute or two, while he had laid on the couch and gotten cozy quickly, he heard a loud banging on his door and yelling from a voice they both knew all too well - Serena. He just waited, not reacting and then yawning, pushing himself up and opening the door, the Italian almost falling inside. Followed by other girls, it seemed as if they all were on a witch hunt.
Rubbing the belly under his shirt, he yawned real wide for all of them and mumbled through slurred, pretend sleepy state: "Ya know, some people are here sleeping. Besides, it's kinda late. We should all rest up, in case we wanna be up aaaaallllll night tomorrow." He was stared down by all of the girls, baffled by the sight of him, then he added: "Really? What did I DO?" Yawning again, he now was blatantly scratching his butt, seeing how disgusted some of the girls looked. "Now go, you are making me feel uncomfortable with all those angry and thirsty ass looks." He grinned and just slammed the door shut, locking it afterwards and hopping back on the couch. The girls still tried to get in, but he just ignored them, until they scattered away. He knew they were still lurking around, but finally Genevive put the light on in the bathroom.
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