Let's hope the twin doesn't wanna kill me
Who: Erin, Moon (Conner perhaps. The beauty of forcing people)
When: Thursday, June 10th, around noon.
Where: Moon's house first, then we'll see where it takes them.
What: Emo Mongolian is dragged out of the house. No violence. We hope
Well, this sorta sucked. Dom had gone to... wherever. Moon sighed, looking at the bagel on the desk in his room. For once he'd been out of the room, in his fridge and back upstairs to his room again. The bagel was tempting first, but now he couldn't really see what was tasty about it.
Not even the vodka tempted. Any alcohol should be forbidden. The reason he was even locking himself up had happened cause of a few glasses too many of the sweet taste of wine with... with HIM. Moon felt his face turn red by just the thought of what had happened ten days ago. Why had he let himself fall for it so easily?
Was he that easy to seduce? Or was the guy just too good at it? He growled and just sprawled out on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. It was tempting to just stay here for the rest of his life. At least then THEY wouldn't have to deal with him. Sure, he'd been a jerk, but he HAD apologized. Conner didn't even have a reason to be mad at him. Maybe a bit, but they both got away with injuries. At least the bastard could walk properly afterwards. Just cause he talked with his sister......
Moon let out a sigh and looked over at the horse plushie on the small nightstand. At least there was someone who didn't hate him.... That plushie had been with him since he was a little boy, and he couldn't just throw it away, no matter how worn out it was. He closed his eyes. Maybe sleeping would help. Who'd want to visit him anyway?
When: Thursday, June 10th, around noon.
Where: Moon's house first, then we'll see where it takes them.
What: Emo Mongolian is dragged out of the house. No violence. We hope
Well, this sorta sucked. Dom had gone to... wherever. Moon sighed, looking at the bagel on the desk in his room. For once he'd been out of the room, in his fridge and back upstairs to his room again. The bagel was tempting first, but now he couldn't really see what was tasty about it.
Not even the vodka tempted. Any alcohol should be forbidden. The reason he was even locking himself up had happened cause of a few glasses too many of the sweet taste of wine with... with HIM. Moon felt his face turn red by just the thought of what had happened ten days ago. Why had he let himself fall for it so easily?
Was he that easy to seduce? Or was the guy just too good at it? He growled and just sprawled out on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. It was tempting to just stay here for the rest of his life. At least then THEY wouldn't have to deal with him. Sure, he'd been a jerk, but he HAD apologized. Conner didn't even have a reason to be mad at him. Maybe a bit, but they both got away with injuries. At least the bastard could walk properly afterwards. Just cause he talked with his sister......
Moon let out a sigh and looked over at the horse plushie on the small nightstand. At least there was someone who didn't hate him.... That plushie had been with him since he was a little boy, and he couldn't just throw it away, no matter how worn out it was. He closed his eyes. Maybe sleeping would help. Who'd want to visit him anyway?