Toby was being emo, dammit. He missed like, everyone and Kevin was all endlessly making out with Bro in front of him and he was totes allowed to sulk about it, no one even try to tell him different. Or you know, he'd shove you, Adam! Toby made his way to the beach, feeling the need for time away from all the happy couplings in the Cove. Waves ( Read more... )

The past week had been just like any other week in Dante's Cove, consisting of lots of half-naked people wandering the hotel and bar and club, Toby working long hours in the kitchen and peeling sweaty men off of him as they tried to grind on him as he brought baskets of fruit to the bar ( Read more... )

Like Lee had suggested, Toby had called Adam and learned that yes, portals went to Dante's Cove even if Adam tried to take it back once he heard Toby's reasons for wanting to get home so badly.

He'd left messages for Lion-o, Worfy, and the girls and had walked down to the beach, wearing only the torn, button-fly jeans he'd arrived with a year ago ( Read more... )

The third floor totally had the best showers. And yes, Toby had tried them all at some point during his time in Fandom, not having an in-room shower to call his own. He stepped out from under the water and tied a towel around his waist before shaking the water from his luxuriously wavy brown locks ( Read more... )

"Hey, you've got Toby, I'm just not here. But I'll totally call you back when I get this. Unless this is Kevin and you're being a douche because if so we're not talking and don't leave a message because I'm not listening."

There was a long pause.

"But everyone else can um, leave a message after the tone."

*BEEP*

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Toby was having a fantastic morning. He'd had a great time being Prom King and ruling over the world of Prom with Brooke, who was a totally hot Queen even if she wasn't in drag ( Read more... )

It was rough enough to start the day coated in pink sparkly lotion that was causing mats in his chest hair while the freaking silk sheets made him slide off the bed and hit his ass on the floor. Toby muttered to himself while he dressed, bitching about the mess and weird room and wondering why the hell it smelled like a beach indoors. Everything ( Read more... )

After interviewing hottie Professor Skywalker, Toby went back to his room to review his notes like a real reporter. Something was missing. Not like, dirty stuff, that was totes already there, but he needed insight from an alternative source ( Read more... )

Toby's day had sucked. Sucked. Like, sucked so badly that he was ready to pack it in and just go home because crying on his bed was getting old.

Thinking maybe he should see if there was space for him back at the Hotel Dante, Toby picked up his phone from where he'd eventually thrown it during a crying fit and dialed Adam's number ( Read more... )

Once Toby regained consciousness, he trudged back to the dorms, stripped out of his wet things and made a few calls to Kevin's voicemail directly. Unfortunately, he didn't realize none of the messages reached Kevin, and some were copied over many times. Another oops in Toby's day ( Read more... )