Hey babes, i'm back. Sorry, it's a tragedy i know. Anyway so i submit to you in writing yet another pile of the shit from my brainscape. You don't know what it's like to be trapped in here, so thank you for letting me share it with you.
Ok a little cautionary note, um there's a lot of swearing. I'm not joking around here, they're like super drunk and they just swear a lot. So this one's gonna be rated M for as in, Maybe i shouldn't have swore so much. but i did. so deal. If it gets your goat maybe you should just unsubscribe or un follow or whatever this site does and throw away your internet and go live as a Quaker or some shit. Anyway.
Rate: M for swearing and very slight suggestive themes
Here's where you left off.
Cas frowned between Tag and me. We stood, silent for a second.
"So anyway, we'll be watching the video tonight at 6:30. If you don't show up you'll forever be known as 'The Little Red Engine Who Couldn't' and you'll never know why." She chuckled deviously and dragged me off to Chemistry.
That night after school.
"I still don't like this." Cas said as he entered the house.
"Yeah well no one asked for your opinion in the first place, Thomas (the tank engine) so shut up, sit your ass down, and get comfy." He glared at Tag before proceeding down the stairs into the basement.
"That's what I thought."
"Tag, what's this even about? What could possibly be on that disk that is so important you have to drag everyone here?" She held up the disk and some light glared off into my eyes, making me squint.
"Just wait, I think you'll like it Bishie." Kentin, Lys, and the twins arrived a few minutes later and once we were all in the basement, Tag shut the door and locked it.
"This…" She held the disk between her palms, "is the video record…" dramatic pausing, "of June 22." She was really playing this up. "Get comfy, cuz we might be here awhile."
With that she placed the disk in the PS3 and turned on the TV. Immediately i regretted everything. On the screen were Tag and Nathaniel dancing up on eachother, everyone else was dancing alone in my livingroom. Castiel stood in the corner pevic-thrusting the air and screaming along to the song.
"CHOO CHOOOOOO WOO!"
Nat jumped up on the table, a beer in his hands.
"STOP! EVERYONE STOP!" The music blared so loud it hurt. "STOP! I Have… I HAFTA FUCKING STUD-DY!" Nat shouted out the slurred words from the table.
"Fucking get yo' ass down!" I shouted, drunkenly swatting and trying to grab his hand. Both of us almost fell in the process. Ryo and Hich started shouting in the background of the video.
"NO nononononononoNO!"
"What man?" The camera angle switched to them sitting on the stairs.
"BUT I H-HAFTA STUD-DY!"
"SHUT UP!" Shouted Ryo. Hich was slumped on Ryo next to him. He smacked Hich. When that didn't work, Ryo shoved Hich off of him causing him to nearly fall down the stairs.
"WHAT MAN?
"We should totally call that bitch and tell her she's a… a-bitch!
"Oh, yeah! YEAH! Fucking slut in a beanie-baby purse thinks she's fucking fine, like bitch!... wait what?" They both started laughing hysterically.
"She's a bitch!"
"Yeah I know!"
"A fucking bitch! She's a bitch! A BIATCH!" Ryo's voice gave into a shrill crack as he yelled.
"I know i know i know i know i know!" They screamed over each other some more and the music came back on. The angle of the camera switched to the living room where Kentin was sat on the couch and crying in hysterics.
"I just don't get it! I just don't get it! I-hic-don't get it!... Why… would he -hic- like do that, why would she be so -hic- … so mean?! OHHHHH I DON'T GET IT!" This video was a crap fest of screaming. I'm surprised my neighbors didn't call the cops.
After Nat's fit, he passed out on the kitchen table with his pants half off and his shirt on the floor. He was still wearing his tie.
"FUCKING SLUT ASS BITCH!"
Nat's face was red as he watched the video and Kentin just looked confused. I don't think he knew why he had been crying.
"whaddya think-weeee should do about 'im? Tag said, looking at Nat on the table.
"I don care but you gotta move im." Cas slurred, "he looks so stupid, I hate it. I hate it. He's a fuckin slut." I laughed at Cas's drunk talk.
"Hey, shush! It's about to get good!" Tag whispered violently at me.
"HEY YOU KNOW WHAT WE SHOULD DO?!" We all just kinda looked over in Hich's general direction, but not really at him. He screamed at the top of his lungs, "WE should JOIN THE FUCKING MAFIA!" He laughed hysterically.
"No man, call that bitch-ass Karren from 5th grade! We're gonna call Karren from 5th grade!" Ryo tugged on Hich's shoulder.
"HOLY SHIT, YOU'RE RIGHT!"
"Where am I?" Lysander kept searching the screen but couldn't find himself. Come to think of it, where was I?
"Tag?" I looked nervously to her. She sat as far on the edge of her chair, it looked as if she would fall at the slightest movement.
"WAIT WAIT!" She held up her hand at me without looking away from the screen. Suddenly Lysander stumbled out of the hallway and made his way over to Tag and Cas.
"Oh dear lord…" He breathed.
"You know…" he put his arms around Tag and Cas's shoulders, pulling them towards him and they all nearly fell over. "I really love you guys. An' i don't say it enough…" he stepped back to lean on the wall, dragging the other two with him. "... but…" then he let them go and stumbled over to the couch, standing just behind Kentin. "Kentin…" Lys put his hands on either side of Kentin's face, bent down, and kissed his forehead. "Thank you."
A look of mortification was plastered onto Lys's calm face and Kentin's eyes were wide as they watched the video.
Kentin began to laugh in the video and Lys fell forward over the couch onto his lap, both laughing like the drunk-fucks they were.
"WHAT'S UP SLUTS! GUESS WHO JUST GOT OUT OF PRISON!" The camera moved to me at the top of the stairs and holy fuck! That fucking outfit! It looked like i had lunged into a clothes bin and put on whatever i touched!
-Yellow Plaid Blazer (I didn't know we owned this)
-Dark Green Parachute Pants (WHY do we own this?)
-Neon orange ray bands (Tag goes to raves on occasion)
-Sparkly stiletto heels (I am not a hooker)
Aside from this you could clearly see my bra and as the blazer was unbuttoned and my short hair was spiked (in every direction) with who knows how much product. I died on the couch as Tag and Castiel laughed their fucking asses off. My drunk self wobbled over to Nat.
"WOAH! what happened to this fucker? CAS!"
"Hu?" He looked over at me.
"Is it fucking hot?"
"HEhehehahahaha! Only cuz you're here! Sexy ass mofo!" Shouted Hich from the corner and Ryo shushed us all as he held out his phone which rung on speaker. We all waited.
*Click*
"Hello? Who is this? It's two in the fucking-"
"BIIIIIIIIIIITCCCCCHHHH!" Howled Ryo and we all laughed.
"Who the fuck is this?"
"Hahaha! Who the fuck is this. Bitch is askin who the fuck we is. Playin like you dunnow SHIT! Beanie babies bitch! I know you want THIS!"
"I'm blocking you freak!"
"Bye Felicia!" She hung up . The music continued to blare and eventually Tag and I were less-drunk enough to remove Nat from the table and put him in a bed. As I watched the video in amazement I wondered to myself how it was that I didn't remember a single second of this. It was like watching a fucking nature documentary.
The video cut out and skipped to a different time. It was just Cas and myself in the room and thank god I had put on normal clothes (by that I mean I was just wearing some pajamas. I looked good. LIKE A CAT IN PAYAMAASS). He was on the couch as I straddled his lap, facing him. Tag walked in from the hallway.
"Get a FUCKING ROOM!" She laughed, we ignored her. We both whooped and hollered to the music and I gave him some weird lap dance thing. And we kissed; our first not-dared kiss and we're both llama-faced drunk fucks.
The camera shows Kentin at the top of the staircase, obviously wanting to go down. "SKILLS SON SKILLS!" He tries to walk on the railing and falls forward down the staircase. Our reactions are delayed but Tag goes over to him and takes him back upstairs. I go back to kissing Cas.
"Wait, Rob, stop." What…
"What?"
"Not now. Not… like this." I awkwardly got off him and stood up.
"Um, sorry." I whisper. He stands up and embraces me, then sorta pets my head, letting his hand fall and drag down my face. He slowly makes his way to the guest room and I go up to mine, grabbing a bottle of Djinn on the way.
We're all sitting on the edge of our seats, silent and shocked. The video skips ahead again to show Cas on the couch with the TV on near 3:30 in the morning. Something about this seemed familiar, like I could almost remember something.
"Hey what are you doing up? I thought you were asleep."
Cas turns his head to the staircase.
Out of my peripherals I see Cas looking at me.
"Nah, I couldn't sleep." He smiles, patting the couch and I walk out from where he was looking.
My eyes went wide; I did remember this. The memory came back, of his warmth, his heartbeat, and how comfortable I was in his arms. My face heated up.
"But you're drunk. You shouldn't have *yawn* any trouble falling asleep." I sat down next to him on the couch, snuggled up close to him, and he put his arm over my shoulders.
*NOTE: This part is written different from the previous chapter because what Rob remembers and what actually happened are a little different*
"I'm sorry." I mumbled into his side.
"For what?"
"For earlier, when we were making out."
"Why?"
"I-I pushed you didn't I? I moved too fast. I'm sorry." He looked down at me.
"No. It's not that you moved too fast, I was being selfish. I want us to be together… you don't even know how bad I want it." He paused.
"Sex?"
"What?"
"Is it sex that you want?" I was obviously still drunk off my ass.
"Well… yeah- BUTTHISISNOTABOUTSEX. I mean I didn't want us to be drunk. I didn't want us to make a decision one of us would regret later. And if it ever does happen, I want us both to remember it." He looked down at the couch arm but I pulled his chin gently towards me.
I sat on the edge of my seat, ready to jump up and crash through the door, who cared that it was locked, I would break the fucker down. But I stayed in my seat as if my body was made of lead.
Cas leaned down slowly. Oh god I'm gonna die, just let me die right here…
I closed the gap in a soft kiss. His left hand moved down to my waist and pulled me in closer.
I wanted jump up and run out but for all I could tell my limbs were tied down and my skin was numb, my face burning and blotchy red.
"Tag…" My voice cracked. She simply grinned at the screen as Cas and I continued to kiss, his hands moving slowly along my back and my fingers tangling in his hair. Finally I pulled away and rested my head on his shoulder.
The video skipped ahead again, Cas was standing and he bent down to pick me up. He paused at the stairs, then threw his head back in an exasperated sigh before continuing to the guest room rather than climbing the stairs. A door closed. Suddenly Hich ran down the stairs, crashing into the railing and stumbling into the frame of the camera. He began pelvic thrusting at the camera, picking it up even and continuing so it looked like the lens was blowing him.
"Hich, da fuck you doin?" Tag had woken up and followed him downstairs.
"Hey baby! You here to brighten up this sausage fest?!"
"Go to bed."
" Nah, babe, you know I've never tried to date an asexual girl before. What do you thinks?"
"I thinks you an idiot and fucking COME HERE!" Hich jumped out of her grasp and she chased him around the coffee table before he tripped over it, throwing the camera against the wall. It landed upside down and Tag grabbed Hich by the ear, dragging him back upstairs. A short credit reel scrolled past and we saw all of our names flash past, then the video ended.
"What the fuck did I just watch?" Nathaniel squeaked.
"It doesn't matter how many times I watch it, it's still funny!" Tag screamed through her laughter.
"I wish I had an un-see button." Grumbled Kentin. I jump up and run for the stairs, breaking the door open and dashing to my room. I lock the door and hide in my closed under a blanket… There were footsteps coming to the door.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"Go away, I don't wanna, this is treason against your king, you will all hang for this!" I cried out.
"Huhuhuhu…" I heard a low chuckle outside the door. "Robin come out." It was Cas.
"No I'm very comfortable in the dark of this closet. I have a blanket and everything."
"Rob…" He jiggled the doorknob.
"Move over." I heard Tag and suddenly a lock clicked and the bedroom door opened.
"Robin come out of the closet!"
"No go away!" I whined. The closet door opened and I hid under the blanket further. One of them walked over and slumped against the wall next to me. Sitting down, they placed their arm over my back as I huddled on the ground. "Cas?"
"It's fine. We're all embarrassed, you don't need to hide." Me being the awkward turtle that I am, I decided to lay across his lap with my face on the ground. To my surprise, Cas began playing with the ends of my hair and twisting it together. "Was it the kissing? Are you embarrassed to be with me?"
"WHAT?" My face shot up and I finally got a look at him. He was smirking! Damn Him! I sat up, facing away (still on his lap) and crossed my arms. He ignored my sort-of-fake anger, wrapping his arms around my waste and resting his chin on top of my head.
"I didn't think so." I could practically hear his smirk. "So what then? Why did you run out like that?"
"Did you see the way I was dressed? I didn't even know I owned parachute pants." He laughed and it almost sounded relieved.
"Ok bitches, get out of there and we'll go get something to eat."
~~~Hallway at school on Monday~~~
"Hey Nat!" Ryo shouted from down the hall. "Nat!" Nathaniel turned around in response to his name being called. "are we still studying tonight?
Studying or Studying?
"Oh. Of course! Robin, do you mind if we use your living room?"
"You do whatever you want to in my living room."
"Great, but Imma have to borrow your book, K Nat?"
Is that what the kids are calling it these days? Wait, what would that even mean?
*NOTE: I think it's viable to mention that Ryo is bisexual so him and Nat could totally be a thing*
"Just make sure you aren't too loud." I gave Ryo a hard stare, he just looked confused. So maybe they aren't 'Borrowing each other's books.' Wait what?
Ok, start of a new semester. My schedule has changed so… time to meet new people! The bell rings as I walk into my new 1st hour class. Health… great start. I look around to see that everyone I already know is sat in the same class. Or we can meet the same people again, that's good too. I take a seat next to Cas. Just as I sit down the door is kicked in and Nathaniel has a mini heart attack.
"Morning Children!~" He sings, "I'm Mr. Ottovordemgentschenfelde! But you can call me Boris!" (I didn't just put a bunch of letters together. That's a legit last name. I looked it up, it's German.) Apparently this was our teacher. "So I'm going to start this class by saying you will need a certain level of maturity." He looked around the room and beams. "Good. OK! So today, to get you introduced into the health unit, you will be partnering up with ONE person and completing this quick poster project. Today I will let you choose your own partners," the class started making eye contact with each other, like everyone was fucking psychic and they already knew who was working with who, "here are the packets, I assume you can figure out how these work. All you have to do for this project is choose one of the listed subjects and make a poster of it including labels. Please color code! … ok go!" Desks scooted as students stood up to join their partner before anyone else. I looked over at Cas, he was looking at me. Glad to know I have a partner in crime.
Students scrambled to gather posters and coloring supplies.
Turns out the 'subjects' were either the female reproductive organs, male reproductive organs, or the fetal development cycle. Yeah.
"So ah… which do you want to-"
"We are TOTALLY doing the male reproductive organs!" Tag shouted at Kentin who just looked afraid.
"Which do you want to do?" Cas asked looking down at his desk.
"Can we not and say we did?" I held the packet in front of me. He chuckle. We spent the rest of the hour figuring out all the supplies we would need for the project. We had something a little different in mind.
"ok, take this home tonight and finish it, it's due tomorrow!" The bell rung.
~~~~Time Skip~~~~
The living room ended up being pretty crowded. Tag worked with Kentin on their health project in the dining room, Ryo and Nat worked on some chemistry homework on the coffee table. So it is just studying… Hich and Melody chatted while waiting for their health partners to finish up, and Alexy and Armin were in the basement fighting about whether the poster should be orange or purple. It felt like a collage frat house only with studying. And no nudity or hazing or ramen cuz I forgot to buy some. I love ramen. We need to go grocery shopping. Like now. For ramen. But not now.
I had just gotten back from the store with Cas and we stood in the doorway, plastic bags hanging from our arms, looking onto the madness.
"Let's go to my room…"
"Sounds good." We walked up the stairs in silence.
~~Health Class The Next Day~~
"And that's how babies are made!" Boris ended his lecture with grandeur. I'm surprised he didn't have confetti and fireworks. Half the class sat in the back of their seats with mortified expressions as if they didn't know what sex was. The rest of the class sat all cool like, probably thinking about how virgin the first half of the class was. "Ok, so between today and tomorrow we will be presenting our posters. Is there a group who wants to go first?" Cas and my hands shot up. "Oh yay! We have volunteers!" Cas and I stepped up to the front of the classroom, our project awkwardly bagged up and I tried not to bang it on the desks. I set the bag on the front table and looked at the students who watched us curiously. Cas set up a poster board on the back of the table. I carefully lifted our project out of the brown bag. The class was silent.
"These are the male reproductive organs." I said proudly. Several jaws dropped.
"Oh. My. Gosh."
"So that's what you two were doing? I thought you were finally getting it on up but instead I find out you were making a fucking sculpture of a dick?" Tag asked very concerned. Boris walked over to us and began to carefully examine our project. A life-sized, 3D, cross-cut model of the male reproductive organs… made entirely out of candy.
"This is by far the most incredible project anyone has ever done in all my years of teaching this class. You know you only had to make a poster."
"This way is better." We mumbled in unison.
"Remind me to never let the two of you work together again." He chuckled.
"I don't think I'll ever eat candy again." Muttered Armin. We began to point out the different parts of our model and which candies we had used for each part. About half way through our presentation Armin had to get up and leave the room for a bit.
"This right here is obviously the penis." Cas pointed out.
"Doesn't look like any penis I've ever seen." I said with a fake pout.
"That's probably because the only penises you'll ever see will probably be erect." He smirked and about half the class chuckled. We finished our presentation.
"Questions?" 12 or 15 hands shot up.
"Ok, thank you! That was a lovely presentation, why don't you take your seats!" Boris interjected before we used up another 10 minutes of class time. "Thank you. Yes."
We sat down but left the model on the front table. Success…
~~Time Skip~~
The bell rung, signaling the end of first hour, so we all got up and left. I climbed the stairs to second hour, laughing with Tag who was telling me a story about this kid who threw himself into the whiteboard.
"Hahaha! Yeah and I was like, NOOOOOOOOOO! And like slow-mo pushed him and he legit flew across the room like –woosh, wam – and, OH GOSH SORRY, slammed into the whiteboard!" She hit the wall then looked behind her, "Sorry!"
"It's fine, it happens." The kid behind us was totally chill and we stopped at the top of the stairs.
"It happens, really? Is it normal for people to just jerk over to the other side of the stairwell? Do people do that?" He chuckled and walked on to class.
"He was kind of attractive."
"HOLY SHIT!" Tag jumped nearly three feet.
"Iris! Don't sneak up on us like that!"
"Oh sorry! I didn't mean to scare you." She smiled apologetically, then hurried off to class.
"That girl, honestly. Don't you think she's a little creepy?" Tag whispered even though Iris was long gone.
"Um, not really." We walked into the art room.
"Really? Cuz she creeps up on me like that a lot."
"And you never told me this, why?"
"You never brought it up." She stated. We sat down as the bell rung and our teacher rushed into class. I looked up and studied him closely. He was tall with toned muscles that just shone through his light blue button-down shirt. The top two buttons were undone, scandalous! His hair was dark brown and each lock almost curled as it fell thickly to the base of his neck and hung just on his brow. His skin was light olive and his eyes a dark, mossy green. His face was chiseled and kind, stubble darkened his jaw. Put simply, he was hot, and not in the dangerous, bad-boy way, in the kind but masochistic, sexy husband way. This was the famous Mr. Andreas Matthias. We'd had a substitute yesterday so we're meeting him for the first time today. From what I've heard other student's say; he's Greek, he moved here with his parents a year ago, and is the best art teacher this school has ever had. Not to mention he's super attractive.
He looked out and smiled at out class of about 15.
Oh gosh he's gorgeous.
"Hello class, sorry I couldn't be here yesterday for the beginning of term but I'm here today and I'm excited to work with you. You all look like talented and creative spirits." He continued smiling, his cheeks lifted on high cheekbones and eyes shining. "Now, before we get started, since I wasn't here yesterday, I will open the floor to any questions you may have about me because we don't have time for the standard 'get to know me' power point." A hand went up.
"Is it true you came here from Greece?"
"Yes it is."
"Are you related to Zeus?" The class chuckled at such a stupid question. I looked over to who had asked, but didn't recognize him.
"Ah-hum. No. However, my grandfather liked to tell people that we are descended from Poseidon. That's not true though." Tag raised her hand. "Yes?"
"How old are you?"
"Twenty."
"And you still live with your parents?" The class giggled.
"Yes, but in Greece it is common for family members to all live in the same house." I continued to watch his features and I think I was staring too intensely because he called to me.
"You, what's your name?"
"Me?" I asked, snapping out of my concentration. "Um, uh, oh Robin?"
"Do you have any questions, Robin?" I opened and closed my mouth as my mind raced a mile a minute, trying to come up with a question or an answer or anything intelligent to say. But nothing came out as I failed to put words together, so I simply said,
"Sorry," and opened up my sketch book, pretending there was something more important inside of it.
"No, that's ok. Any more questions? No? Ok, well in that case, why doesn't everyone take out a piece of paper. We'll start term with something easy." He waited for everyone to take out their supplies. "I want you to draw your first impression of someone in this classroom that you did not know prior to this class. It can be anything, your first emotion, thought, an image they made you think of. You do not have to say who the impression is about, just draw. It will be due tomorrow. Go." I whipped out some colored pencils and Tag and I immediately began to sketch. Mr. Matthias walked around the classroom, peeking over the occasional shoulder.
Tag and I sat in the back right of the room. The walls were black with spatters and streaks of random paints and the desks were tall wooden tables with scribbles and sketches covering every visible inch. There were two large windows to my left and the floor was a vinyl tile.
"Robin." I jumped a little and looked over my shoulder at Mr. Matthias.
"Yes?"
"Hm? Oh sorry, nothing. I was just thinking out loud." He straightened up and smiled at me. "Would you two see me after school?" He was talking to both Tag and me, but seeing how gorgeous he was, neither of us really believed that he was talking to us. He looked like a model or a handsome movie star… and a total masochist.
"Yeah, sure." Tag sort of choked out.
"Cool." He smiled a blue-ribbon smile, then went back to surveying the class' drawings.
"He's so hot."
"Yeah I know." We mumbled quickly to each other without looking up again. Tag peeked over at my paper.
"Dude."
"Hm?"
"You're drawing him?"
"Don't be jelly, you know I've drawn you before."
"I'm not. But… you got his nose wrong." She pointed at the nose. I held up my hand to her.
"Bitch please..." I looked down at it again, "yeah I know." I hung my head low in defeat then frantically erased his nose and looked up at his desk to find him watching me. My stomach flipped and I shifted a bit on my stool. I looked up again with one objective: study his nose. I looked him over for a second before dutifully redrawing his nose.
"Is this better?" I asked, nudging Tag with my elbow.
"Yeah but it's still not perfect." I pretended to flip our table, throwing my hands up like 'well fuck!' I stood up. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to take a picture of our sexy teacher." I whispered to her.
I walked up to the side of his desk and he looked up at me, smiling curiously at my camera.
"Can I take a picture of you?"
"Well I'm not sure why you'd want to, but sure." I centered his face on the screen, then snapped the pic.
"Thanks." I went back to my seat.
"Haha! You are so weird!"
"No, what's weird is that I got his nose wrong twice."
~~Time Skip~~
"Ladies!" Mr. Matthias smiled, looking up from some papers. "Thanks for coming to see me. You're probably wondering-"
"Why I've called you here today." Tag finished in a mock man's voice.
"Ahahahaha! Yes, well it's because I noticed your exceptional artwork today. Although, Robin, I'm not entirely sure what you were drawing."
"My process is a bit backwards." I admitted. He must have seen the drawing before it looked like a face.
"Well I can't wait to see it then." Oh right, we have to turn these in. Shit." I was wondering if the two of you would create something for the art show next week. I need one more piece to display and the two of you seem artistically able."
"What's the catch?" Asked Tag.
"Sorry? A catch?"
"Tag, this isn't some shady business deal. He's just asking a favor. Sure what do you need?"
"Well it can be anything you can imagine, but please make it a picture of sorts, not a sculpture."
"Sounds easy enough." I smiled at him. "Tag and I will get on that right away."
"Thank you so much! I can't wait!"
"C'mon Tag. Let's go home and get started." I grabbed her elbow and pulled her silently out of the class as she stared curiously at our teacher.
~~Time Skip~~
"There's something strange about him." Tag blurted as we drove down the road.
"Really? Like how abnormally attractive he is?" I mused.
"Yeah, but that's not what I'm talking about. I mean he seems off. Mentally."
"How do you figure?" Ok I'll play along.
"I don't know. He just gives me this creepy feeling. I mean, we're good artists, but some of the other students are really good too. Why would he pick us above them?"
"I don't know. Maybe he's just as curious about us as we are about him. And don't worry, the school has to do background checks. If he had a dangerous personality, he wouldn't be a teacher. Right?"
"I guess." We drove in silence the rest of the way home.
i'm not on drugs. and i've never had alcohol aside from at church and when i have a cold (in the dayquil i take). i have a cold right now. being sick is shit. Wait, you thought i was atheist? Well that just goes to show that you shouldn't make assumptions. I'm a very complicated person... I have to pee now. I'll try to be quick (no i won't). See you next time
~FC