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 Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 8:34 pm
 Sɑɱυεƪ ᴊᴏᵴҥʋᴀ Ɖɑᴠіʂ
“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose."
Samuel only placed the next game for a few minutes before calling it quits. Because he was growing used to have his phone going off every few minutes, he was also growing impatient for the males' next text. He turned off the console, setting the controller on the coffee table and swung his legs up onto the couch as he laid back and stared at the ceiling. He wondered just what the male was doing so early in the morning. Surely he wasn't working already. Not that there would be anything wrong with going into work early, Micha just didn't strike him as a morning work person. Maybe he was wrong. When his phone buzzed some minutes later, he read the new message, laughing at bit as he did so. As unfortunate as it sounded, Samuel still had the ability to be with someone even he disliked them. He figured if the sex was good and they weren't in a relationship, there was nothing wrong with a little fling. "Eh don't worry, I'm not bored of you yet. Anyway what are you up to?" Sending his next reply, he set his phone on his stomach and stared up at the ceiling. He allowed his mind to drift over the few memories he'd had with the male in the last twenty-four hours, still finding it hard to believe it really happened. It wasn't like him to daydream about lovers so easily, but with Micha it all just felt so different and almost like it was a dream. The details, the events, they were all there. But he felt as though he was just waking up after a lovely haze filled dream.
  
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 11:41 pm
 "Micha relaxed as he sat there in the seat. He looked out the window as he sat there watching as the subway slipped through the darkness. Micha sighed a little knowing he had to go to work even if he didn’t want to. He wasn’t doing any good disappointing his clients. Micha wasn’t going to get business if he continued procrastinating any longer like he was. He tilted his head back against the head as he sat there. Micha glanced around but didn’t look too much. He held no interest for busy men or early morning rushers. Micha sighed to himself as he crossed his arms as he sat there. He felt his phone go off in his pocket. Micha pulled it out and looked Samuel’s text off. He rolled his eyes at Samuel’s text a little. Glad I still amuse you. I’m headed off to my studio to work on a few things. I have a few orders in that I need to get done. Micha sent the text then slipped his phone back into his pocket. He felt the subway stop but it still wasn’t his stop yet. Micha watched as people got off and more people got on. He remained where he was as people shuffled around him. As the subway started again, Micha relaxed as he sat back waiting for his stop to come up soon."
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 1:23 pm
Sɑɱυεƪ ᴊᴏᵴҥʋᴀ Ɖɑᴠіʂ
“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose."
Samuel stared blankly up at the ceiling. With how much they were texting, he couldn't help but wonder if the male really left just because they ran out of things to talk about. Was he that intolerable to be around for so long? Or was it something else? He didn't know. He wasn't sure he wanted to know. Sitting up a bit, he grabbed his coffee from the table and took a few sips from the cup, while waiting patiently for the male to respond. Since he was too distracted by his phone to play a game, Samuel switched his television back to his cable setting. He browsed through a few channels before settling on Sherlock. His phone buzzed on his stomach, setting down the remote, he picked up his phone to read the new text, smiling at the first line and surprised the male gave up on taking a break. Was it all talk then? He didn't know. "That was some hiatus. I thought you wanted to backpack through the Himalayas or something before heading back to work." he wrote. He stared at the words for a few minutes before erasing it all. Thinking for a few minutes, he tried to think of a better response, not really wanting to talk about work stuff. "Ah, okay. Just don't work yourself to death or enough that you forget about Friday. Hey btw, I still need your address. You didn't give it to me before you left XP" hitting send, he laid his phone back on his stomach, and turned his head up to the television, soon growing as bored as Sherlock who was currently shooting the wall. Picking up the remote again, he started channel surfing once again.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 3:25 pm
"Micha knew that it seemed surprising to suddenly be going back to work but he couldn’t neglect it. He wished he could take a hiatus but since he was simply one person in his business it wasn’t possible. Micha had a reputation to keep and if he wanted to continue getting more clients than he would have to work. He wasn’t necessarily all talk. Micha simply was going into his studio to run off prints so he could send them out to his clients nothing more. It wasn’t a whole lot of work but it was something that needed to be done. He felt his phone go off again and pulled it from his pocket. Micha read the text from Samuel. He rolled his eyes wondering if Samuel hadn’t found his post-it yet. I won’t. I’m just going in to run off prints for a few clients….And did you not find my note I left you with my address on it? Micha text back then slipped his phone back into his pocket. He glanced as he saw that his stop was coming up. Micha stood up as he grabbed onto the bar in front of him as subway stopped. He walked with the crowd of people as he pushed through to get off onto the platform. Micha slipped through the crowds as he walked toward the stairs to get onto the street. He started down the street as he made his way toward his studio."
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 4:34 pm
Sɑɱυεƪ ᴊᴏᵴҥʋᴀ Ɖɑᴠіʂ
“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose."
Searching channel by channel, Samuel started to wonder just why he was paying for "better" TV. He got that most people had a day life so television in the morning wasn't really their thing. But for people like him why must he suffered endless channels of Paid Programming, Breaking News, boring talk shows, and bad movies that have been long forgotten? Turning off the television, he stuffed his phone into his pocket, grabbed his coffee and headed back upstairs to wander around. He didn't know why he was so incredibly restless today, but it seemed he just wasn't going to be able to stay still. As he came to the ground floor, his phone buzzed again. He took out his phone and read the message, raising an eyebrow as there was mention of a note. "Note? What note?" he asked aloud. Looking around the hall as if the note would just magically appear before his eyes. "I haven't seen any notes lying around. What room did you leave it in?" he replied, hitting soon, hoping that the male would reply to him quickly. Walking through the hall back into the kitchen, Samuel mentally went over all of the places that Micha had been while in his house. For the most part the male followed him like lost puppy. Leaving his cup in the kitchen, Samuel went into the room Micha had used to change clothes. It was the only place he hadn't been that the photographer had been. Flipping on the light switch, Samuel looked carefully around the room, nothing looked out of the ordinary, and he didn't see any notes lying around either. Sighing, he began backtracking around the house, making sure not to overlook any details.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 5:35 pm
"As he got to the building, Micha opened the door and slipped inside. He walked down the hallway as he made his way toward the elevator. Micha pushed the button and waiter for the doors to open. He felt his phone go off as he stood there. Micha pulled open the message as he looked it over. He smiled laughing softly realizing Samuel may not have found his note yet. Micha heard the ding of the elevator and moved to slip onto the elevator. He leaned against the wall as he waited for the elevator to go to his floor. It’s in the shower where your pool is. Micha texted back not knowing that Samuel had destroyed the note by taking a shower in the shower earlier that morning. He slipped the phone into his pocket just as his floor came up. Micha slipped away from the wall as he moved to get off the elevator. He pulled his keys from his pocket as he started down the hallway making his way toward his studio. Micha unlocked the door as he stepped into his studio. He shut the door behind him as he made his way toward his desk as he turned his computer on. Micha moved away as he went about turning a few lights on. He returned to his desk as he sat back down waiting for his computer to finish loading. "
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 7:08 pm
Sɑɱυεƪ ᴊᴏᵴҥʋᴀ Ɖɑᴠіʂ
“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose."
Nearly tearing his room apart Samuel found no note. He searched high and low and still he could not find it. Whereever it was he concluded did not involve his bedroom. So far he had searched through the guest room, the living room, and now his bedroom and still there was no trace of any note. He tried to keep all thoughts of the male just wanting to make a fool of him at bay, but he was growing impatient. When his phone buzzed again, he skittered across the floor and snatched it off the nightstand, opening the males new message. "You have got to be ******** kidding me." he muttered to himself. "Huh?......Hang on." Rising from the floor, Samuel paid no attention to the pillows and comforter that had fallen off his bed and was no on the floor. He left his bedroom and hurried to the other end of the hall, deciding to take the elevator. As the doors opened, he jammed the button to go down and waited impatiently for it to move. When he got to the first floor a few seconds later, he dashed towards past the pool and into the locker room. As in the other rooms, he looked everywhere that was possible and still he saw no note. "Okay dude, there is no note in here. I didn't see it when I was in here half an hour ago and I'm not seeing it now either." sending his second message, Samuel continued to look around the locker room and in the shower itself. All he saw was a hamper full of clothes, cleaning products, hygiene products, and his wash cloth. There was absolutely no note in this shower. He looked around again just to prove to himself it wasn't there, looking down and seeing something on the drain. Bending down, he picked up the ruined bit of paper. Whatever text had been there was gone, the paper was warped and dripping. Silently cursing under his breath he rose from where he was kneeling and wiped the water from his hands. "I looked again, it's not here." he lied, sending the text. What possessed the male to think hiding a note in a shower was a good idea was beyond him. He wasn't going to get on him about it. Shaking his head, he left the pool once more and went to go flop on the couch in the living room.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 7:50 pm
"As he sat at his desk, Micha pulled open his files. He had his office computer connected to his home computer. Micha looked through his files as he searched for the pictures he needed to print. He heard his phone go off. Micha pulled it from his pocket. He read the text but saw no reason to reply as he left it on the desk for a moment until Samuel texted back. Micha looked through the pictures of the first few that he needed to print. He checked the lighting on them making sure they didn’t need to be edited or tweaked. Micha heard his phone go off again. He picked it up reading Samuel’s text. Micha wondered if Samuel looked hard enough sine he had put the note in the shower or perhaps Samuel had taken a shower and gotten the note ruined. He couldn’t jump to the second conclusion yet. Micha had put the note in there simply before he thought it would give Samuel an interesting scavenger hunt to find the note instead of telling him. He pulled open the next text as Samuel sent it. Micha looked it over sighing a little wondering if Samuel was lying since he knew he put it there and wasn’t stupid. Are you sure since I know I put it in there? He asked sending the text not wanting to call out Samuel on his lie just yet. Micha set his phone aside for the moment. He sighed a little as he looked back at the computer. Micha had wanted to get back at Samuel for sending him off on his search to find his house but now it seemed that Samuel had lost his note or ruined it. He knew however another way to get back at Samuel if perhaps Samuel really wanted his address to his house. "
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 8:21 pm
Sɑɱυεƪ ᴊᴏᵴҥʋᴀ Ɖɑᴠіʂ
“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose."
Staring blankly at his phone, he waited for Micha to reply to him. He knew the male was still upset with him about not giving him a direct answer to where he lived. But in his defense, it wasn't as if he twisted the male's arm and forced him to come find him. He could've just saved the picture and continue texting him, as if that bit of conversation never happened. Lying about the note wasn't helping matters, he honestly hadn't seen it when he was in the shower this morning. Why a shower of all places? He'd told Micha that his morning ritual included going to the pool, so that would mean a shower afterwards. If he had to hide it in the locker room why not hide it somewhere it wasn't as likely to be ruined like the towel rack or in with the clean trunks? He didn't understand what the male had been thinking and shook his head as his phone buzzed again with another message. Sighing, he slouched back against the couch. "Positive dude, I don't see it. Maybe it got wet or fell after you left and ended up going down the drain when I took a shower this morning." he replied. It wasn't that far from the truth. Just enough that he didn't look like a complete blind idiot. He needed a cigarette. Rising from the couch, he went towards the kitchen counter where he'd had breakfast earlier and picked up the pack of cigarettes, slipping the filter between his lips and lighting the tip. Bringing his phone back up, he thought for a moment about how he was going to pick the male up now. "What do you wanna do now? Should I just pick you up at the club?" he asked curiously. He didn't think the male wanted him to know where he lived. So if worse came to worse, he didn't mind swinging by the club. It was like their neutral area anyway, so why not?
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 8:55 pm
"Micha knew Samuel hadn’t forced him to come to his house but still he came anyways. He had wanted to see Samuel at the time and wasn’t doing anything so he went and saw Samuel. Micha hadn’t minded even if he spent three hours searching for Samuel’s house he found that it was worth it. He didn’t find it much of a big deal. Micha would gladly give his address up though for only equal price. He heard his phone go off again and picked it up. Micha checked the text and smirked lightly as Samuel admitted the truth about possibly running the note in the process of a shower. He didn’t mind that Samuel may have ruined it after all it was mostly his fault for being the idiot for thinking Samuel would notice the note before ruining it. Micha looked at the next message Samuel sent him but didn’t really like the idea of meeting Samuel at the club. Depends on how much you really want my address? He didn’t mind giving Samuel his address if Samuel was willing to come meet him at his studio but only if Samuel could find his studio. Micha had given Samuel a hint that his studio was near the club which he knew Samuel had noted but he knew he would have to give a little more information than that if Samuel was to find him. "
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2013 10:04 pm
Sɑɱυεƪ ᴊᴏᵴҥʋᴀ Ɖɑᴠіʂ
“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose."
Samuel leaned against the counter waiting for a reply. There was no telling if the male bought his story about the note and to be frank he kind of wish he didn't. He wan't one for lying and he didn't want to start now. Especially with one that was so painfully obvious. It bugged him that the male wasn't here right now or at the very least on something like Skype just so he could see his face and know what sort of expression he was making. Expressions and gestures were everything for someone like him who analyzed everything. As he soon finished off his first cigarette and started on his second, his phone buzzed aside bringing him back to reality. Picking up the Android, he read through the new message, staring it as he read a second time. " What do I have to do?" he replied curiously. Couldn't he just text him his address? Was that really so difficult? Why choose the day they were planning to go out as another round of hide and seek? "I'm not dancing out in the street naked and posting it on youtube if that's what it takes. I meet you at the club if that's your condition." he said, hitting send again while waiting for the male to reply to his other message. Samuel knew the male stayed in a studio or at least worked in one. He wasn't sure which. Either way, it was close by. That wasn't much of a hint. Plenty of photographers lived and worked around the Hamptons it was like their nesting ground. They lived finding A-list celebrities and other big name people to snap pictures, get the latest rumors and print it all on time for their rag of a magazine. Samuel avoided most of all that but had been featured a couple of times in magazines such as Forbes and People. It was nothing really, he didn't even care about them. What he cared about was finding the photographer in the magazine if it were. In terms of clients and publishing he didn't even know who or where the man worked. It was ever more frustrating and a bit unfair. Micha knew so more it seemed about him then he did about Micha. Getting up from the counter, Samuel fetched his laptop from the couch. There had to be something. Anything. He opened Chrome and went straight to Google, typing in the words "Micha" and "photographer", hoping for some kind of clue as to who this person he was seeing was at least job wise. Samuel was sure if he asked the male would probably show him his work, but there was no guaranteeing that. Looking through several images he saw things from different fashion magazine and other men apprently named Micha that he'd never heard of. He wasn't sure if this was the males' work he was looking at or not. If it was he was good, even great if he must be truthful. But there was no watermark, no copyright, nothing to distinguish the artist. He wanted something more than knowing what he looked like and his phone number. Groaning in agitation, he closed the laptop shut and took another deep pull from his cigarette.
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Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2013 10:57 pm
"Micha couldn’t tell if Samuel was lying or not but still he believed that the note had been most likely ruined. He had thought it was a good idea placing it in the shower but it seemed it wasn’t. Micha couldn’t call Samuel on his lie since he wasn’t there to see his facial expressions so he left it alone for now. He wanted to see Samuel and thought he could kill two birds with one stone. Micha was bored as well while working so he figured perhaps Samuel could come and visit him as well. He heard his phone go off and looked the text over. Micha smiled as he thought about his idea. He knew what he wanted Samuel to do. Micha read the next text and couldn’t help but laugh at Samuel’s idea. It was tempting but he wasn’t that cruel. He quickly pulled up a picture he had of the loft building on his phone, If you really want my address come find me. I’m in room 3 on the third floor. Micha sent the picture of the loft building along with the information for the room number. He placed his phone back on his desk as he returned to work. Micha stood up as he moved toward his printer as he replaced with paper with the film paper. He moved back to his desk as he started to print off the pictures he needed."
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 15, 2013 12:10 am
Sɑɱυεƪ ᴊᴏᵴҥʋᴀ Ɖɑᴠіʂ
“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose."
Cigarettes were going to be the death of him today. He seemed to be chain smoking worse than usual, it was bad habit that became worse when he was irritated. Right now he was pretty well irritated. As much as he hated admitting it, he wanted see Micha. It was bugging him to only text and not hear his voice. It hadn't even been a full day, let alone twelve hours since the male was last in his presence and still he yearned to be near him. He knew it was his own fault for not looking, but still. It was a shower, how many people could honestly say they looked that hard at what was in one before turning on the water then turning away to undress and get in. He hadn't been looking, his mission was to get in, scrub, and get out. There was no searching for anything because he didn't think there was anything to search for. He took another drag of his cigarette, still waiting for the male to reply. It seemed to be taking him longer than before, but he could only assume Micha was thinking of a new way to torture him and play find the photographer. By the time his phone buzzed, he was stubbing out his second cigarette. Samuel stared at the photo in the text message. He'd seen that building, where had he seen that building? Gwah.....jeez the male was toying with him. He knew it, he'd seen the place, but, ugh, where was it?! "On my over. I'll see you when I see you." he replied, hitting send and stuffing both cigarettes and his phone in his pocket. Going upstairs, Samuel went to retrieve his keys, wallet and put on his shoes. He didn't care enough about his clothes to go through the trouble of changing. Jeans and a t-shirt were fine. He quickly put on his shoes, put his wallet in his back pocket and headed back downstairs.
For the first time in ages, he used the front door to get to his car, using the keychain remotes to activate his house alarm and unlock his car. He slid into the drivers' seat and started the engine. He had no time to waste. He wanted to see him, needed to see him. Micha was becoming like a bad drug that irritated him to be without. He said he wouldn't become attached and yet here he was, already attached. Samuel tore down his driveway and out on to the street. He was a man on a mission with only two clues; the picture Micha had sent him and that said building in the picture wasn't too far from his club. He first headed toward his club to interrogate some of his early employees. It probably wouldn't be much help, but perhaps a few of them might know where the male's building was. He didn't say anything about asking for directions being off limits, so ask he would. Parking in his personal space, he walked inside to find a few people cleaning up, a lone kitchen worker in back organizing, and a dancer that never seemed to have made it home last night, crashed on the couch in the employee lounge. Samuel took about ten to twenty minutes talking with each of them about the building, it nearly an hour before he was finished in the club. Two out of the five employees seemed to even recognize the place but nobody could give him a direct answer as to where it was located. He soon left, getting back into his car and heading through the streets in search of the place. It had to be close if Micha could walk.....at least he wanted to think so. But Micha walked everywhere it seemed. Public transportation and his feet were his friends for getting around. A train station was about two blocks from his club, it could take you to each Hampton burrow and back to the city. He didn't think the male was back in the city, so he decided to travel around the rest of West Hampton and then work his way to the next burrow.
The sun still shined but just barely. A couple of hours had passed since he dropped everything to find his needle in a haystack and still his search went on. Samuel was growing weary of finding the place. Too many times he'd had to stop for gas, he wanted to find the male now. He hadn't touched his phone since he left and resisted the urge to ask directions. Driving through another neighborhood, he looked closely at the buildings, trying to find the one he was sure he'd memorized by now. Samuel went down the street, driving at a snails pace with his emergencies flashing the entire time. When he got to the end, he pulled off to the curb, sighing. "Toto to Kansas I AM LOST. Like really seriously ******** lost." Samuel snapped a picture of what was in front of him in hopes Micha might know where he was because he hadn't the foggiest anymore. He'd been driving around in so many circles he was confused and too stressed to have paid attention to everything he was familiar with. Hitting send on his phone, he shut off his car, killed the blinkers, and locked the doors. Until he figured out where he was, he didn't plan on going anywhere.
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Posted: Mon Apr 15, 2013 12:41 am
"Micha couldn’t help that he was being torturous toward Samuel but he couldn’t help it. At least he gave Samuel a floor number and a room number along with the pictures to find him. He could have left Samuel with nothing to find him but the building picture like Samuel gave him. Micha was at least trying to be helpful in a way by giving Samuel hints. He heard his phone go off knowing it was Samuel. Micha grabbed his phone as he looked over the text. He smiled happy to know Samuel was on his way. I’ll be waiting. Micha sent the text before setting his phone aside again. He didn’t know how long it would be before Samuel would find his loft. Micha went back to work knowing it would probably be a while depending on how long Samuel was good with looking for things.
As the time went by, it was getting late. Micha thought Samuel would find him faster but it seemed he was wrong. He was beginning to worry about where Samuel was. Micha had finished with his work a long time ago and was mostly just surfing on the internet as he listened to music. He sat smoking as he stared at the computer screen. Micha sighed as the time went by he was starting to think Samuel wasn’t going to show up. He suddenly heard his phone go off. Micha picked up his phone as he grabbed it looking the text over. He laughed softly seeing that Samuel was lost. Micha looked the picture over Samuel sent him knowing exactly where he was. Head straight and turn right. Go straight for another two blocks and the building is on the right. He sent the directions to Samuel then closed his phone. Micha set his phone aside as he puffed on his cigarette. He leaned back in his chair as he sighed growing bored."
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Posted: Mon Apr 15, 2013 1:20 am
Sɑɱυεƪ ᴊᴏᵴҥʋᴀ Ɖɑᴠіʂ
“Relationships are ropes. Love is a noose."
Samuel sighed as he looked around the neighborhood and tried to recall where exactly he was. He had started off in West Hamptons down by his home and club, then he explored the rest of that burrow along with west-central, and now he was something lost between East-Central and East Hampton.He waited for the male to reply, but wished he would hurry up. Samuel hated being in unfamiliar territory, it made him uneasy like he was being watched or something like that. As he waited he wondered if the male had missed him, what he had been doing all day, and would he even be welcome since he'd made him wait all day. He leaned against the steering wheel as he smoked his last cigarette that he'd been nursing as best he could. Sadly cigarettes were not as ease to nurse as liquor. When his phone buzzed on the dashboard, he quickly snatched it up in hopes for directions. Samuel smiled as the male complied to his wishful thinking, though cursing at how very close he was. "Thanks. Be there soon ^_^" he replied, hitting send and stuffing his phone back into his pocket.
Starting up his car again, Samuel pulled back out on to the street and went over the males' directions in his head. He continued up the street he was on, turned right and crept up the street when he reached the second block. His eyes darted between what was in front of him and the buildings to his right. There were so many, but eventually he found the one he was looking for. Samuel parked his car again against the curb, killing the engine and lights and stepping out of the car. He stubbed his cigarette butt on the ground and made his way towards the door, not seeing any kind of doorbell or buzzer needing to be pushed so he assumed it was okay to go in. He pulled out his phone again, rechecking what floor he needed and what room was correct. Taking two steps at a time, Samuel made his way to the third door on the third floor and knocked. He waited patiently, which was hard considering he'd long run out of patience, but didn't let it show. After all he was still pretty excited about seeing him, but he didn't let that show either. Not yet at least. He knocked again and check his phone to make sure the room was right.
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