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afabulouskilljoy) wrote2016-08-18 08:26 pm
afabulouskilljoy) wrote2016-08-18 08:26 pm
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It's late.
Late enough that Gerard wonders if this is the best idea. Maybe he should've called a cab? He doesn't know. He knows the bus will come, and his portfolio is big - it's easier to take it on the bus at this point. He doesn't want it bent or folded or otherwise threatened in the close confines of the back seat of a cab.
He sighs and rubs his hair - fluffy and black - and looks around again. Some fog is rolling in and he feels like he could be in a video game.
"Pretty sure this is how people get murdered," he mumbles.
Late enough that Gerard wonders if this is the best idea. Maybe he should've called a cab? He doesn't know. He knows the bus will come, and his portfolio is big - it's easier to take it on the bus at this point. He doesn't want it bent or folded or otherwise threatened in the close confines of the back seat of a cab.
He sighs and rubs his hair - fluffy and black - and looks around again. Some fog is rolling in and he feels like he could be in a video game.
"Pretty sure this is how people get murdered," he mumbles.
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"Oh, man, me too, but I haven't seen you," says Jack, eyebrow raised. "Maybe we're just taking different courses? Hanging out with different crowds?"
On 26 August 2016 at 19:13, afabulouskilljoy - DW Comment < dw_null@dreamwidth.org> wrote:
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"I'm a freshman," says Jack, pushing one hand back through his hair. "Mostly in Visual Arts classes, so I'm over on the east campus a lot."