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second floor common room | afternoon | wednesday | april 14
When Alex woke up, he'd been wet and cold. For a second, he thought he'd gotten drunk and passed out outside somewhere but that theory didn't last long. No, he'd quickly discovered there was some fucking thunderstorm happening above his head (and only above his head) that followed him around. As the storm continued, Alex had gotten more angry which had caused hail.
All right, so getting angry hadn't been the best of ideas so now, after forcing himself to calm down and into a mood that was half his regular misery and half mellow. It still meant things like occasional rain showers and a gusty breeze but he'd dressed warmer and stuck a hat on his head to deal with it.
So, that was where he was at now with this strangeness. He'd taken his storm down to the common room and flopped down on one of the couches, feet up and hands behind his head. There was nothing on television but it was on anyway while Alex tried to quietly read a book. Every so often, he checked his phone before going back to his book.
[cr is open and stormy!]
All right, so getting angry hadn't been the best of ideas so now, after forcing himself to calm down and into a mood that was half his regular misery and half mellow. It still meant things like occasional rain showers and a gusty breeze but he'd dressed warmer and stuck a hat on his head to deal with it.
So, that was where he was at now with this strangeness. He'd taken his storm down to the common room and flopped down on one of the couches, feet up and hands behind his head. There was nothing on television but it was on anyway while Alex tried to quietly read a book. Every so often, he checked his phone before going back to his book.
[cr is open and stormy!]
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Intentional innuendo? Well, yes. Of course. He would have checked himself into a hospital if he hadn't made it.
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She could see that for herself.
"Your dad's on the island?" Alex asked, making a face. "I'm pretty sure that'd be fucking Hell on earth for me."
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"I know him," he said and laughed again. "Barely. He happened to catch me doing something stupid at prom and called me out. Whoops. I got over it though."
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"Dammit, Alex, there are so many possible jokes right now, I'm coming up short,."
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"I dunno. You get in trouble when we hang out," she pointed out. And that particular amusement was like a little ray of sunshine.
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