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Post by Deleted on Dec 8, 2013 16:08:31 GMT -6
if this had been a friday night back home, he'd be getting dressed to go out right about now. it'd have been five or six of them and they'd all go to the off-license and proceed to get hammered in pete green's parents' 'den', because pete green was a posh bastard whose parents had like three living rooms all called different things, and they'd get pleasantly hammered and argue about football and probably one of them would end up with a black eye somehow. it'd be a good start to the weekend.
but this was america, and america hated young people or something, and fun was illegal. he'd go out into the city if he thought it'd have any merit whatsoever, but without anyone to arse about with it wasn't worth it. instead, he'd just gone to the shops after dinner and filled an entire basket with junk food, and he was bored and he was going to sort that out right now. julio'd be out doing... whatever he did all day, but aries...
evers hall 101's door was exactly like olly's, directly next to it, which meant the latch on the door was basically just an annoyance. with a loud call of "mate, if you've not got trousers on you better get to it soon," through the door he took the handle and sharply shoved it forward, taking advantage of the split-second the latch was loose to just twist the handle open without any problem whatsoever.
the things you learned when you lost your keys, sometimes.
"if i get any more bored i'm gonna shrivel up and fuckin' die, so you're gonna entertain me. thanks mate. good job." he reached into the bag he had with him, tossing a large bag of potato chips directly at the other boy's head. "doin' the good work 'n that."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 13, 2013 10:31:33 GMT -6
Aries had just been minding his own business, taking a nap in his room. It was always imperative to take advantage of the times Julio wasn't in their room to relax, since...well, the other boy could be quite a handful. And a migraine. And maybe a popped blood vessel in his temple, because let's face it, Aries had the patience the size of a goldfish's attention span, and it didn't take much to piss him off.
Seriously, the guy needed to lighten up. Maybe a quick nap after his Friday classes would help him decompress a little bit. He had just fallen asleep when he heard the door rattle and the handle jar open and he wanted to groan. Had Julio forgotten his keys again? Not to mention that he wasn't thrilled about the fact that he, yet again, wasn't going to get any peace and quiet...
But the accented voice that rang out and roused him from his sleep definitely wasn't Julio's. Aries was both elated and upset; happy because he wouldn't have to deal with his rambunctious roommate and upset because he still had been disturbed from his nap. At least he could tolerate Olly. They were similar in some aspects, and that was more than he had going for most people at this school.
Just as he was sitting up a bag of potato chips was flying at his head and hit him in the eye. Grumbling a bit (and rubbing said eye a bit) he grabbed the bag and dropped down from his bed, landing expertly on his feet. While he didn't have enhanced dexterity, it wasn't TOO far of a drop and he'd done it enough times by now to know to bend his knees.
"Thanks for knocking," he shot at him, plopping himself down in one of the chairs underneath his lofted bed. There wasn't much space but he managed to fit two slim, small chairs and a space for his TV and gaming systems. Maybe he was encroaching into Julio's space a little but he honestly didn't care.
He knew Olly was here to play games, anyway. That's what they always did and since it was a Friday (and he had no plans for Saturday, or for the entire weekend actually) they could stay up until the wee hours of the morning, playing games until they passed out. It was a wonderful relationship, really.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 24, 2013 19:23:02 GMT -6
as charming and engaging as ever, then.
"i did, mate, did it with the door as i was shovin' it open. not my fault you're shit at noticin'." waltzing in, he plonked himself down on one of the chairs and started unpacking the rest of his stash. "were you asleep? christ, mate, it's eight o'clock, are you seventy or somethin'? y'disgust me." he set the two-litre bottle of soda on the floor, just leaning back in the chair to watch aries drop down. from his posture it was clear he fully intended to let the other boy go through the hassle of switching things on and plugging them in and selecting inputs.
"oh. got you those notes for ability constraint 101." he brandished the stapled sheaf of notes, smacking aries with it in them for good measure before tossing it on a clear space of floor. now that it was in the right room it wasn't his responsibility any more. "that'll be ten dollars. or your undying love. either or. can't really ask you to be less shit at FIFA, i'll be waitin' years."
kicking back and opening the bottle of coke, olly seemed utterly relaxed. "enjoyin' your time without -" and here he put on a grandiose baritone, looking suddenly very serious, "- the hero of justice," and just as suddenly dropping the impression, "hangin' around? haven't seen him all day, actually, think he's up to somethin'. i've just been sitting in lectures trying not to fall into a coma instead."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2013 13:22:09 GMT -6
"Whatever," he said with another roll of his eyes as he dropped down and sat down next to Olly, relaxing while the other set up the game. While he waited he ripped open the bag and stuffed a few of the chips in his mouth, wiping off the slight coating of grease on his fingers onto his sweatpants.
Shooting a look over at Olly he would've thrown something if there was anything in reach. "Hey, I need to get all the rest I can since it's impossible to sleep with Vegas waltzing around, talking like he's a fuckin' comic book character and marathoning like 8 seasons of a show on Netflix during the weekends. I don't know how he keeps a regular sleep schedule..."
It was true, sadly, and some nights it was difficult for Aries to sleep. Rearranging his sleeping schedule was easier than trying to get Julio to stop (and it's not like he could talk, because when he had the chance he'd stay up all night playing his Xbox) but it's not like he minded being a lazy slug. He was like that most of the time anyways.
When his friend mentioned the notes, he smirked as the packet fell on the space of floor next to his chair. "Thanks, bro. Trust me, you don't want my undying love, I've been told I'm kind of a fuckin' dick." While that was usually meant as an insult, Aries sadly wore the badge with pride.
As he got up to grab the money (mostly so he wouldn't forget right away) he glared at Olly at the FIFA comment. "It's not my fault you have no goddamn life so all you do is play the game," he grumbled and dropped the slightly-wrinkled bill into Olly's lap before plopping back down.
While the game was loading, Olly opened the two liter he'd brought and brought up Julio once more, putting on a slightly amusing imitation of the other's voice. Aries couldn't help but roll his eyes again. Julio wasn't a bad person by any means, but most people annoyed Aries and there was a very select few people who he'd actually want to spend time with. The Hero Vegas was not on that list, and it was unfortunate since they had to spend a sickening amount of time together.
"That's why I was sleeping in the middle of the fuckin' day," he sighed. "You know, it's nice to have a roommate that's gone so much, and Vegas is as annoying as they come."
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