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| Because I've got another RP I'm doing with my Bruce. |
| Where they're teenagers in highschool. XD |
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 Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 12:52 pm
“yeah sure, sounds good.” he said smiling now he would have a total of, 11 contacts, woot rising star on the social calender. Bruce laughed holding out his hand, “phone please.”
Tony relinquished the small device after navigating to the contacts menu for him, then waited patiently-- not really, but as patient as he got, tapping the soles of his shoes on the floor under the table.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 12:59 pm
Bruce put his number in, turned the phone and snapped a picture which he set as his contact picture before he returned the phone. “now you just text me and we will be all set.”
The highschooler pinched his lower lip between his teeth, taking a split second to admire the picture now showing on his phone display. "This is a much better picture of you," he said, laughing, "all I had before was a shot of the back of your head." He'd taken it one time while he was bored in class; since the boy sat in front of him in Calculus, it was all the better he could do without actually asking him to turn around.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 1:04 pm
Bruce laughed, “I dont know if i should find that flattering or creepy.” he said snapping a picture of the other boy with his falling apart flip phone. “for your contact.” he said simply smirking at the fact that he managed to capture him with his lip in his mouth.
"Hey... I wasn't ready!" Tony protested a bit, leaning forward to peek at the picture Bruce had snapped, hoping it didn't look too embarrassing.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 1:15 pm
“you’re fine, you look adorable” he said with a smirk “now text me so that i can assign this picture and not just have it sitting here in my phone feeling like a stalker” he said smiling.
His lip quirked at the compliment, but he set about to doing as asked, sending his new contact a simple: ";D" winking emoticon, one of his personal faves.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 1:34 pm
“you sent me a winkey face…” he said confused a little bit, laughing it off as he received another text. “Alex is here, gotta go to the doctor and all that” he said frowning and picking up the coffee tony had picked him up. “seems I’m the only one who doesn’t like coffee, this has been requested as payment for driving me to the doctors.”
"Alright," Tony grinned, watching as Bruce packed up his stuff. "I'll catch you later?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 2:32 pm
“yeah, tomorrow right?” he said smiling and slowly putting his backpack on to avoid hurting himself any more. “we’re going to ‘study’” he said using air quotes with the realization that he that they would get no studying done till the night before the test.
Tony grinned widely. "Yeah, looots of studying to be done!" he said, throwing his own backpack over a shoulder and picking up the trash to chuck it in the nearby recepticle.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 2:48 pm
Bruce grinned pushing the door in front of him open, “ill text you later to tell you if im broken” he said before he turned and got into the car that pulled up.
"Okay!" Tony lifted his arm in a wave. He watched Bruce get into the car and drive off. He hummed softly, hiking up his backpack as he exited the donut shop himself. May as well head back to the homestead. The 17-year old got out his car keys and hopped back into his convertible, placing the sunglasses over his face once more before heading out.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 3:08 pm
Bruce lasted five whole minutes without texting tony, -Dude, i feel like im under interegation here.- Bruce . He texted, trying to find anything to do other than be grilled by Alex about if ‘he was dating tony stark’.
He heard his phone give a little chime as he was headed down the road. He pushed his hips forward so he could reach his hand into his pocket beneath the seatbelt across his lap, then accessed the text he had gotten, holding the phone on the steering wheel so he could simultaneously look at it and the road. The message made him laugh a little and he responded back, -Social life. Told you.-
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 3:29 pm
-why do people do this social life thing?- bruce. He asked smirking at his phone as the picture of tony that popped up with the text message. Ignoring alex’s pestering about ‘was it a date, are you dating, do you finally have a boyfriend, are you texting him already.’
-Cuz it's fun. Duh.- Tony sent off the message, quickly correcting the steering wheel when he found himself drifting off the side.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 3:42 pm
-ugh, not worth this grilling that’s going on. If Alex says date one more time ill kill her.- Bruce typed while threatening Alex with duct tape as she pestered him with so many questions she missed the turn off for the doctors office.
That made Tony's lips tweak upward. He thought a moment about how to respond before typing up -Does she always try to hook you up with rich boys?- He licked his lips, then added -Or am I just 'special'? wink - referencing what Bruce had said to him in the donut shop. He hit send and nearly ran a red light on accident.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 6:31 pm
Bruce smiled, walking into the doctors office. -you’re special- he responded sending it before he could stop himself. he let out a sigh, pushing alex playfully when she made an allusion to him sexting because he was blushing. he sighed, hoping his rib was just bruised and not broken, because he hated when he broke things, everyone asked too many questions.
Tony stared contemplatively at the text while he waited at the intersection for the light to turn. He couldn't think of a reply at the moment though, so he slid it back into his pocket. Probably safer anyway, and he was almost home. The Stark mansion was only a couple blocks away.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 6:57 pm
Bruce sat in the doctors office, tapping his foot a bit anxiously, he didnt want it to be broken. experience told him it was, but he really hoped it wasnt. He frowned, checking his phone for the third time since the doctor left. Nothing he thought to himself, he must have something better to do Bruce, stop caring. he mentally scolded himself.
Tony went in the large gate that was the entrance and up the long driveway, clicking the garage door opener to park his car in his port of the five-car garage-- all the rest were of course his father's. The highschooler killed the engine and got out, putting the cover on his car to protect it and proceeded inside. It was quiet, just like it always was when he got home from school. He got out his phone again. -So how's that rib?-
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 7:42 pm
Bruce felt his phone vibrate as he left the office, he looked at it, smiling. -broken, curse my fragile bones sad .- he responded quickly while he got into the car.
-Ouch. So I guess that rules out going to the bumper cars tomorrow, huh?- Tony jokingly texted back as he began rummaging through the fridge and the numerous styrofoam containers inside from take-out leftovers during the week. He grabbed one towards the back, not remembering what it was, opening it to find that it was molding. He grimaced.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 8:10 pm
-rules me out for school in general tomorrow. No rough housing doctors orders, somehow i doubt my lovely friends on the football team are gonna take a doctors note as an excuse not to beat the crap out of me.- he responded gathering his back pack and going inside. tomorrow was going to be the most boring day ever.
Tony hummed thoughtfully, rubbing his goatee. -Aww, but I'll miss you.- he sent back. He decided after discovering the gross mold he didn't have any appetite left, so instead he headed up the spiral staircase to his bedroom.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2012 8:16 pm
-skip school and hang out with me then- he offered knowing the idea was ridiculous and tony would say no in a heartbeat he settled himself onto the couch and flicked on the television to watch doctor who re runs.
The 17-year old tossed his backpack on the floor and flopped onto his bed. He grinned at the text. -Wouldn't be the first time I played hookie, though it /would/ probably be for the best reason so far.- He sent the message and nibbled his lower lip, waiting for the reply.
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