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Meeting and Old Friend: Reunion
Tavros Nitram wakes up from a long night's sleep feeling refreshed and happy, which is new to him. Recently he's constantly been in a depressing state, but that doesn't matter today for three reasons. First, it is the fifteen of July; the last day of school. Also, this date happens to mark the day of his birth. But most of all, today his best friend Gamzee Makara can finally leave from rehab. Tavros squealed in delight from this prospect. Gamzee has long been Tavros's best bro since at least fourth grade, and considering they are now both seventeen, this means a lot. However beginning last year, they steadily grew apart due to Gamzee's massive addiction to increasingly dangerous drugs. At first Tavros's best friend tried marijuana, just to take the edge off of his stressful life. But soon this wasn't enough for the teen. Shortly, Gamzee began taking all sorts of dangerous illegal narcotics and his snobbish, cruel, and incredibly wealthy father found out. Mr. Makara put his son into the best rehabilitation center in the state in an attempt to save face. Of course he didn't care whether or not Gamzee healed, as long as his job wasn't lost; Mr. Makara's boss is a HUGE humanitarian.
Knowing of Mr. Makara's coldness makes Tavros's blood boil, but now it doesn't matter he felt as light as air. He gets out from his bed and walked to his bathroom to freshen up. Looking the mirror he doesn't necessarily like what he sees. Tavros likes his black mohawk with orange highlights but found the rest of him fairly lame. Tavros never really found himself attractive, and often finds flaws in himself. Or others point them out to him. Tavros never became part of the popular crowd at school and has a pretty small friend group, most of which he met through Gamzee. The thought of his friend awakes him from his depressing thoughts and he quickly strips and steps into the shower. Tavros turns the water to hot as he can endure and stands there, reveling in the heat of the water. For whatever reason, Tavros loves the heat and steam and takes long showers frequently. After luxuriating in the water, he slowly grabs the soap and starts kneading in the cleaning material over his thin frame starting from the top and down. He passes his groin and moans as he strokes himself. However, he decides to stop indulging. If he wanted to take his long shower AND do that, he would get to the rehab center late. After this disappointing affair, Tavros quickly finishes soaping up and shampooed his soft, almost tuft-like, hair and gets out of the shower. He dries off, once again stopping a little at his midsection, which does not help his hard-on shrink at all. He then walks to his closet contemplating what to wear and decides on tight-fitting gray jeans, accompanied by a black shirt with an orange flame design. Tavros then checks the clock and sees he had thirty minutes before he needs to leave. He climbs down the stairs quickly and welcomes the sight of his 25-year-old brother, Rufioh.
Tavros parents had died in a horrible four-way intersection car crash when Tavros was ten so he now lives with Rufioh. Tavros and Rufioh were in the car with them, however they survived. Rufioh had been barely injured, but Tavros's bones had broken in several places. Rufioh gently carried his broken brother out of the car and screamed for help. Luckily, Tavros made it to the hospital in time and their parents wealth provided Tavros with the sufficient funds and insurance for the hospital stay. Tavros received numerous treatments for his legs for three whole years because of complications and needed a wheel chair for this time. Now, however, Tavros can walk upright on his own two legs. Also, Tavros's only living family member, barely eighteen years old, had been able to get custody of Tavros. Acknowledging how lucky he is to have such a great brother, he greets his him with a big hug.
"Hey bro, I have some toast for you. Sorry 'bout only having toast but went and overslept," Rufioh states responding with a gentle hug to his younger brother.
"Oh, uh, it's cool, I don't mind," Tavros replies. He quickly grabs the toast, spreads some grape jelly on it, and devours it in a matter of minutes. "So… Now that I'm done can we, uh, maybe, go?" Tavros asks hopefully wanting to see Gamzee very badly after so long.
"Oh, that's cool bro, though we are gonna be early,"
"That's fine, thanks bro!" Tavros exclaims. Rufioh only chuckles at his brother's excitement and walks after his him. Tavros got into the car and waits impatiently for Rufioh to get in and start the car. Similarly, Tavros wiggles in anticipation the entirety of the time spent driving to the rehab.
*Okay guys, I realize this chapter is tiny but I will post a next chapter soon, like, maybe tonight and almost definitely by tomorrow night. Anyway, please do not be afraid to leave a review of some sort okay guys. Be back soon, I promise :]*