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Post by Milk on Sept 12, 2007 19:09:48 GMT -5
Damon felt his eyes on him, then they were gone. He shifted and got under the covers, and slowly fell to sleep, unaware of Brandon's plans.
((sister is gonna use computer for awhile, then i'll be back on. Probably (hopefully) within the hour.))
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Post by Koops on Sept 12, 2007 23:30:24 GMT -5
Brandon soon fell asleep as well, into a stae with everything just being blank. He seemed to curl and then unfurl his hands every now and then in pain and then relaxation.
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Post by Milk on Sept 12, 2007 23:31:26 GMT -5
FF- next morning
It was just him, Mint, and Brandon in the house. Everyone else was gone. Mint slept in a sleeping bag on the floor. It was sleeping weather, she'd said.
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Post by Koops on Sept 12, 2007 23:34:30 GMT -5
The teenager decided to just lay in bedwith his head under a pillow all day. And he did just that, after he woke up his head moved under the blanket and stayed there, he just let his eyes closed.
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Post by Milk on Sept 12, 2007 23:35:56 GMT -5
Damon also stayed in bed all day, not in a pleasing mood. He stared at the wall, eyes blank and thoughts going 1000 miles a minute. Mint was playing a game boy advance with the volume off. She looked bored and mad.
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Post by Koops on Sept 12, 2007 23:40:51 GMT -5
He turned onto his back, coughed harshly, covering his mouth, it sounded terrible and strained. After it was over he relaxed, shoulders moving down and his pillow being held over his face after that with his arms, that was really the only part of his body anyone could see.
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Post by Milk on Sept 12, 2007 23:43:59 GMT -5
Damon looked at his form, as did Mint. "You okay?" she asked, pausing her game and standing. Damon grunted, knowing he'd most likely answer 'fine' and leave it at that. He turned back to the wall and stared at it. Mint was confused.
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Post by Koops on Sept 12, 2007 23:48:14 GMT -5
"Yes, don't even bother to care, Mint." Brandon stated, he breathed in under the pillow. He almost growled when Damon grunted indignantly at him. What a freaking asshole, he'll get his one day, I swear it, even if I cam dead before then i'll dance around in hell. He thought darkly and turned his head slightly and breathed gently.
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Post by Milk on Sept 12, 2007 23:50:30 GMT -5
Mint looked sad. "Are you two fighting?" she asked quietly, sounding more like a friend of both of them than ever. Damon looked at her, unsure how to answer. But he knew that she probably would be down if they were. Mint hated when her friends, or any friends, fought. Are we friends? he wondered about him and Brandon.
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Post by Koops on Sept 12, 2007 23:55:16 GMT -5
He thought about this for a moment. "No. We're having an arguemment, it'll be over soon." Brandon stated, he turned onto his stomach, blanket pulling over the pillow and his body curling up tightly. Very soon....
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Post by Milk on Sept 12, 2007 23:56:27 GMT -5
Mint frowned. "OKay..." she mumbled and sat down and continued her game. Damon turned over. "Yeah, just an arguement."
((night))
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Post by Koops on Sept 13, 2007 0:01:37 GMT -5
He shook his head at this and kept under there, he fell asleep soon again but it was one of those light daydreaming sleeps where you're half asleep and half awake. Brandon dreamt of being on the sand, laying ack and watching the sun become the moon.
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Post by Milk on Sept 13, 2007 18:02:32 GMT -5
FF- the next day
The people called out for the competetion were Brandon and Mint. And that was it.
Mint jumped excitedly. "I can't wait! It's a water event! That definately explains the hot hot hot weather!" she yelled loudly as the booth slowly made its way to their designated spot.
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Post by Koops on Sept 13, 2007 19:51:43 GMT -5
Brandon nodded slowly, he hadn't wanted to get up but he had to. It was part of his plan anyways and the water would really help, his bones would get heavier if he fell into it. "Mint? You'e a good person." He stated, looking away, eyes slightly forlorn.
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Post by Milk on Sept 13, 2007 22:16:49 GMT -5
"Yeah...Why?" she asked, staring at him with a 'what are you going to do?' kind of look. It was as if she could read his mind.
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