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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 10:38 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 11:38 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 12:12 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 12:23 pm
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 1:09 pm
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You seem to believe you belong to somebody else←←←←←← When you leave me alone in this world you know that I'm in hell←←←← Do you know what it's like to be lonely and by yourself?←←
✖✖✖✖Ꮢ Ꮼ Ꮛ Ᏸ Ꮛ Ꮑ ✖ Ᏸ Ꮢ Ꭷ Ꮗ Ꮑ
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←←As soon as the women was gone, Rueben grabbed the other's shirt with both hands, pulling him up by the scruff of his shirt. 'You better sort this sh*t out. And quickly before it gets out. I have a reputation, you know. I don't want anybody to think I'm dating a spoilt rich kid. One of my customers, as well!' he said, letting go of Noah then and turning around, running a hand through his hair and looking at the floor. After he'd calmed a bit, another thought came to him. He turned to face Noah again and gave him a questioning look. 'Is it because I'm gay? Is that why you did it? Try'na take the piss, were you, you little f*ck' he said, obviously riled up at this. 'I expect a lot of compensation for this so hand over the paper and then I'm outta here' he ordered, holding a hand out expectantly.
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←←←←Outfit • [x] ←←←←←←Theme Tune • [x]
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Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 2:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 1:40 pm
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You seem to believe you belong to somebody else←←←←←← When you leave me alone in this world you know that I'm in hell←←←← Do you know what it's like to be lonely and by yourself?←←
✖✖✖✖Ꮢ Ꮼ Ꮛ Ᏸ Ꮛ Ꮑ ✖ Ᏸ Ꮢ Ꭷ Ꮗ Ꮑ
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←←Rueben looked over Noah's face, realising his apology was genuine. Mentally, he forgave him but he didn't put that into words. He wasn't as tough as he made out, but his shell was hard to crack. The fact that he was gay was actually quite a sensitive subject and Noah had touched that nerve without even realising it. Rueben decided to brush it off for now but it still made him feel slightly vulnerable, which was a rare feeling for him.
Rueben stepped back and leaned on the wall behind him, taking out a packet of tobacco and rolling himself a cigarette. Using his red lighter, he burnt the end and took a few puffs on it before speaking again. 'So, what now? Do I just walk in there holding your hand or something?' he asked, shrugging slightly. He'd calmed down a bit now. Being a little pissed before, he had kind of raised his voice; fortunately, his mood swings didn't usually last that long.
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←←←←Outfit • [x] ←←←←←←Theme Tune • [x]
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Posted: Thu Oct 04, 2012 2:15 pm
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx» Nothing ever turns out the way it supposed to.
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»» Noah smiled slightly when Rueben asked if he should hold his hand or something, but Noah just shook his head. "No, you don't have to. You just have to..." he said, looking for words. "I don't know." He ran his fingers through his soft, black hair. What did he actually want Rueben to do to make his parents believe him? Noah wasn't really gay, a bit curious perhaps, but not gay. He had never kissed a guy nor had he done anything sexual with a guy.
Noah sighed. "I really am bad at relationship.." he said out loud but mostly to himself. He then looked over at Rueben, who didn't seem so pissed off anymore. The black haired boy sat down on the steps and picked up a small, plastic bag with white pills in it. He looked at it for a while with a small smile on his lips. When he first tried drugs, he thought much of the consequences and how it actually could kill him if he happened to overdose, but now - he didn't care. As long as he could get high and feel the intoxication, he was happy. But that was also what messed up all his relationships and now has led to this. A mess.
"But I suppose my parents want to meet you. Someday at least" Noah said after a while and looked away from the small plastic bag and looked at Rueben instead.
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