Kadaj was proud of himself. Very, very proud of himself.

Ever since his old room mate had left, he'd been trying to think of something for the extra room in his house.

In a moment of what he could only call god-given inspiration, he had come up with an idea.

A perfect, beautiful, his-Mother-would-kill-him-if-she-found-out idea.

Finally!! Okay, my idiot of a room mate is gone. Ugh...that took too long. Way, way too long.

If you want to move in with someone who will actually take care of you, Zell, I have space open now.

Kadaj walked toward the library lazily, not really in the mood so much to do anything but some simple research for a paper that was due in two or three weeks. He liked at least getting started on things early, even if he didn't actually finish them until the last minute ( Read more... )

Kadaj strolled slowly up to the tree, wondering what this "freaky" person actually looked like.

He wore his usual black leather outfit today, thinking it looked the sexiest on him of all his clothes. Hm...there's a fun idea...The term "psycho leather-clad bishie" had been applied to Kadaj on many occasions. He had discovered that he liked it, ( Read more... )

Well, now isn't this an interesting town.

I just moved in...and I'm already bored. There's nothing here but the university, so why should I care?

This is so terribly annoying. Maybe I'll be able to meet a few people that I'll find amusing.

Maybe.