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[InfiniteSolace]

I think I should have no other mortal wants,
if I could always have plenty of music.

Noah Cory Williams

"Issac was staring at the window, playing no real heed to what was going on within the class room. His head lying lazily on his hand, his pale blue eyes showing only signs of boredom.It was one more week till summer vacation, so there wasn't any important learning going on just the teacher showing some dvd of a movie he would never enjoy. Since all the exams were already finished, there was no point for the teacher to be teaching anything new, since all of that information would surely be forgotten during the vacation. So his mind was long gone having flown out the classroom since the beginning of the class, a movie was hardly a incentive for his mind to stay in and pay attention.

He would rather use his time for more productive needs, which in his mind was music and nothing else. His parents had always encouraged the growth of music within him, he had played the piano and violin since childhood. Due to that fact that his parents were professionally classical piano and violin players, it was not to see why. His musical talents obvious stemmed from his parents, he had however started to strayed to less classical means in the recent years. Dwelling in the guitar alot more acoustic and electric, with the piano and violin left to the side just to collect a little bit of dust. Something which his parents saw with great distain, since classical music was the most supreme in their mind, though at least they did not physically stop him from touching the guitar. Just the glares and shake of the head with dismissive comments, due to the simple fact that they wanted him to fall in their path and use his talents in the classical genre. However that was not were his passion lied, so this was one thing his parents had to get use. Good thing they both still toured a lot which was required in their line of work, which gave him ample freedom to do what he wanted.

Hearing the bell ring Issac was quickly snapped out of his thoughts, standing up and grabbing his bag as he quickly filed out of the classroom. Stifling a slight yawn as he stretched on his way out, happy at least that class was over and he could leave the mind numbing boring hell behind. He walked out towards the school grounds, enjoying the warm sunshine combined with the gentle breeze lightly touching his face. A small smile gracing his features, enjoying the good weather and the fact he was out from the constraints of a boring classroom. He had to wait for one of his friends who stupidly got himself in detention, something about throwing water bombs at the wrong person he really didn’t pay that much attention so the details alluded him. Throwing his bag down on the ground, he might as well enjoy what nature had to offer, as he laid down on the soft lush grass using his bag as a pillow if he had to wait at least he would be waiting comfortably. That was until a piece of paper decided to interrupt and fly into his face, sitting up as he tore it away about to toss it to the side until something caught his eye band auditions.

It seems to infuse strength into my limbs and ideas into my brain.
Life seems to go on without effort,
when I am filled with music.

[InfiniteSolace]

Suck it up, suck it up, suck it up,
Fill it up until no more
Im no crazy creep, Ive got it coming
To me because Im not satisfied
The hunger keeps on growing

Daniel Henry Windsor

To most it might be a comical yet bizarre sight, seeing a young man walking around with his hands filled with paper bags that towered over with a obscene amount of food. Honestly to most people that walked past they would be amazed with the sheer thought, were paper bags were even made that big ?.From the looks of it, it seemed like he had just brought out a whole bakery and was carrying it in his arms. His face not visible due to the large paper bags towering in front of him, how he was even walking in a straight line was quite astounding. However the young man seemed to hardly take any notice or he just didn't care about what he looked like at his moment, there were more pressing issues at hand he was hungry. Daniel’s mouth mind hands his whole was currently focused on one task only, stuffing bread down his throat at a incredible rate, to help quiet down the cries of hungry in the pit of his stomach. . He was in complete bliss at the moment, yet when it came to food he was always in bliss. It was these times that he was the most content, then again with the amount he ate, that meant he was a happy guy most of the time however when he wasn’t fed that would be completely different story.

Since from when he was a child, many people around him had learned a very valuable lesson. Never ever let Daniel Windsor go without food, he was an absolute riot during those times and chaos was ensured. He himself had heard countless family members,teachers and friends mentioning to his parents about his problem with food, expressing their wishes for him to get checked for a doctor about that appetite of his. To the normal person his constant devourment of food and the sheer quantity of it worried people, it did look like he might be suffering from some sort of medical disorder.They were correct more correct then they ever would have imagined, he wasn't normal and his eating habits were due to something that most would not even comprehend.

. Then again the story of your son being cursed with the sin of gluttony since he was born, saying he had a medical problem would be more believable wouldn’t it. Though luckily for Daniel and his family they took it in rather well, comforting themselves with the fact that this sin was less severe than the others. Maybe it was their own way of just keeping themselves sane, comforting themselves by knowing there were people out there with worse sin’s than his. Sure there were the tantrums that followed if there wasn’t any food in the house, but they learned to cope and he was only a child then so really it was more of a headache than anything. There was the one time where nearly bit his cousin’s finger off, hallucinating it was food due to his state of hungry but other than the little mishaps here and there all was sort of good. This family just had to make sure he was fed and fortunately they had the money to do so, which in return meant gluttony didn’t cause many problems.

Sitting himself down on the bench instead now, he could see he wasn't going to get himself back home without risking the spoilage of his precious food. It would be the greatest crime to him if he dropped any of it, which was a likely outcome that he wouldn’t allow to happen at all. Therefore sitting himself down and eat a large bulk of it before he was on the move again, would be the best option and idea given the circumstances. Happily digging himself into the contents of the enormous paper bags, he was feeling very hungry afterall. So polishing off the bags of food was going to be as easy as pie, though he wouldn't mind some pie as well.

I eat too much
I drink too much
I want too much
Too much

[InfiniteSolace]

β я у α η a Ӎ ɑ я ҡ a Đ α η ɩ ϵ ℓ s

Bryan just waved her off with her thanks, it was only money and he did destroy the last of her cigarettes. So it was completely right on his part to pay for the damage, enough though it would probably go towards that habit of hers that he highly disapproved off. But he had no right to make his input in her life, he couldn’t even describe what relationship they had right now. So it was complicated they were really just acquaintances that just happened to sleep with each other, that was the best way he could put it. Looking at her weirdly when she gave him that look of confusion, it wasn’t like he produced a heater from nowhere. It was a simple gesture and he saw people doing it all the time, he might have sometimes been a a*****e but he was still somewhat of a gentleman. “It’s only a jacket don’t worry about it” as he slowly walked with her. His steps felt heavy and he could see that she wasn’t really enthusiastic, and he was just shamelessly following her.

Bryan could tell that she was a woman that liked to keep to herself, he was similar even though he wasn’t acting like one right now. So inviting someone into your home was a big thing, and judging from his suspicions that she had previously suffered from abuse it made it even more understandable. That was probably the only reason why he was being so uncharacteriscally patient, letting all her jabs at him get swept to the side because he took her possible background into consideration. Since really if it was any other girl he would have left her at the bar, and not turn back at all nor try to talk to her after getting numerously rejected. At least today wasn’t a complete failure, it seemed like he had achieved his goal of knowing more about this Keely. His aim was simple he wanted to get her out of his head, it was really causing disruptions in his well-paced life. The best solution he could come up with was to get to know her, maybe they could be friends he didn’t know. But if getting to know her better would stop him from having random thoughts about it, then he was willing to give it a go. Not to mention the only images he had off her weren’t exactly appropriate, so if he could fill his mind with more family friendly images he would be a happy man.

The sound of shuffling feet was the only thing heard in the night, them both not speaking a word as they made the short trip to his apartment. Bryan looking around as he took in the sights, and they weren’t really pleasing to the eye at all. Doing his best to hold back his expressions of disgust, he knew not everybody could have money at their disposal like he did, so he was trying to not appear as a stuck up snob. Feeling the stairs creak under his weight, doing his best to keep his arms completely by his side not wanting to touch the filthy walls surrounding them. Glad for the new source of light when they finally arrived into her apartment, looking down when he heard the running of some small creature. Only to set his eyes on a little beagle, a breed which he had a fond liking to mostly due to a certain cartoon character called Snoopy. His head looking down as he gave all his attention to the dog, smiling lightly when he growled seemed like he was a protective little guy wasn’t he.

Deciding to pay his attention to his surroundings once Keely had picked up her dog, noticing how small it really was as he turned around. The discoloring of the walls and ceilings were already causing a small frown on his features, and she from what he could see had barely any possessions. There was a bed a bookshelf a TV and a minimal kitchen and that was it, he couldn’t imagine himself living in such a place but he was certain she didn’t live here by choice. “I must say it is a little lacking, but I can’t expect everybody to have apartment’s like mine so it’s fine” he replied, at least Keely kept the inside clean so it was somewhat bearable. Plus he could see that she might have been slightly ashamed in presenting her apartment to him, so he didn't want to be a ill mannered jerk by slamming it..

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