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Post by π'πππ πΏπΆ π±πΎπ on Mar 13, 2017 21:02:47 GMT -5
Okay. )
"It was a major pain to climb when I broke my leg a few years ago. Eventually you just get used to them though. " Adrian responded, using his keys to unlock the door and step inside. He took his shoes off by the door and glanced around, pretty sure his parents weren't home right now.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Mar 13, 2017 21:07:25 GMT -5
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IC "Oh I bet," Norman agreed and looked around the house. "It's nice in here," he told him before looking over at Adrian. "Okay, now, where to? What do you wanna bring back home? I'm happy to help carry whatever you want or need me to, out," he said.
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Post by π'πππ πΏπΆ π±πΎπ on Mar 13, 2017 21:10:04 GMT -5
"Thanks. It's weirdly quiet though with only threee people living here. " Adrian responded before jogging up a different set of stairs. "We'll start in My room and then if there's anything else I need I can just buy it. "
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Post by πβππ π£π on Mar 13, 2017 21:12:56 GMT -5
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IC "Alright, sounds good," Norman told him, following him. "You know, it's sort of funny. We don't hang out at your house, but I'm gonna see your room, but we hang out at my brothers' apartment and you haven't seen my room, at the apartment or at the house," he said and chuckled. Course his room at both places were rather...childish, covered in a mix of stuffed animals, or just relatively geeky stuff.
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Post by π'πππ πΏπΆ π±πΎπ on Mar 13, 2017 21:17:07 GMT -5
Adrian laughed a little. "That is kind of strange. Okay, I think I have some duffel bags in the closet but I'm not sure. " He said as he opened the door, going over to the closet and opening it. His room was pretty simple, not a lot of furniture, a few notebooks tossed around the room, and light grey walls. It wasn't anything special.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Mar 13, 2017 21:20:49 GMT -5
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IC Norman grabbed a few bags and brought them out and placed them down. "Nice room," he told him as he looked around the room. It was nice, plus there was always something just fun to see other people's rooms. It was such a peaceful and sentimental place for so many people, you could tell a lot about a person by their room.
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Post by π'πππ πΏπΆ π±πΎπ on Mar 13, 2017 21:25:28 GMT -5
"Thanks. I think I will miss it," Adrian responded. He then went to his dresser and started grabbing clothes, glancing towards his door from time to time with worried looks. What if they came home?
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Post by πβππ π£π on Mar 13, 2017 21:31:28 GMT -5
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IC "I'd miss my rooms too," Norman agreed, sitting down on the floor. "Plus bedrooms have always been safe places, you know? I can understand missing them the most out of any household," he said with a smile.
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Post by π'πππ πΏπΆ π±πΎπ on Mar 13, 2017 21:33:01 GMT -5
"Yeah exactly. I'm not really going to miss the rest of it, but I do like my room. " he said as he packed the bags, getting the notebooks, things for school, glasses laptop, the basic things he needed or really wanted.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Mar 13, 2017 21:35:13 GMT -5
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IC Norman mostly watched, sometimes handing Adrian some of the things he had brought out. It was honestly still sort of funny. He had always taken Adrian to be well...like Zayden sort of. But nope, he was actually just a huge lovable dork. Norman liked that about him, that he was a dork and not near as "Jock" as he had originally thought.
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Post by π'πππ πΏπΆ π±πΎπ on Mar 13, 2017 21:50:51 GMT -5
It didn't take him long to finish packing the few bags he was going to take. "Okay. I think I'm ready to go now. I just want to leave before they get back," Adrian said, shouldering two of the theee bags.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Mar 13, 2017 21:55:28 GMT -5
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IC Norman stood up. "Okay, give me a bag, I can carry one out, and we can go," he told him with a grin as he held out his hands expectedly, hoping to help Adrian's nerves by being more relaxed himself. Other's energies had a way of affecting the people around them.
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Post by π'πππ πΏπΆ π±πΎπ on Mar 13, 2017 22:00:47 GMT -5
Adrian gave him one of the bags before heading downstairs, freezing in the foyer when the front door opened. No no no, this shouldn't be happening. They should still be at the gym or somewhere. He felt like he couldn't breathe again, just holding his bags.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Mar 13, 2017 22:02:40 GMT -5
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IC Norman came to a halt behind Adrian as he stopped, and the little redhead poked his head passed Adrian to see what he was looking at, instantly catching sight of the opening front door. Oh...If only they had been a little bit faster, now a meeting had to happen. They couldn't just go hide up in Adrian's room until whoever was back left again.
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Post by π'πππ πΏπΆ π±πΎπ on Mar 13, 2017 22:06:02 GMT -5
Adrian just stayed still, his grip tight on the bag straps as his father stepped through the door. Derek scoffed and looked at rin with a scowl. "What are you doing here?"
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Post by πβππ π£π on Mar 13, 2017 22:11:09 GMT -5
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IC Norman glared at Derek from his place behind Adrian. "We were just about to leave," he said, voice cold and sharp, sort of like how he usually spoke at school but even less friendly. He didn't expect Adrian to react well to this guy being here, but Norman on the other hand, had plenty to say.
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Post by π'πππ πΏπΆ π±πΎπ on Mar 13, 2017 22:20:56 GMT -5
Adrian's vision was kind of fading in and out, feeling like the walls were closing in on him. He didn't want to be here. He wanted to leave. Derek glared right back at Norman before focusing on his son again. "You brought somebody into the house? Who is he, your gay lover or something? What did I say last night about this kind of behavior, Adrian?"
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Post by πβππ π£π on Mar 13, 2017 22:25:12 GMT -5
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IC "I'm his friend, and you're a b------," Norman told him angrily, moving to stand in front of Adrian instead of behind him. "I've listened to Adrian talk about his home life before and it hasn't ever been good, but last night was the last straw. You're a horrible, despicable person and I'm appalled that Rin's had to live with you for this long," Norman said fiercely. He had no problems telling Derek his awful he personally thought he was.
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Post by π'πππ πΏπΆ π±πΎπ on Mar 13, 2017 22:35:46 GMT -5
Adrian kind of weakly grabbed at normans sleeve as if to tell him to stop. Rin didn't want to pick a fight, he just wanted to leave.
Derek on the other hand, was ready for a fight. He arched an eyebrow at Norman and took a step closer to him. "What did you just say to me boy? Didn't your parents teach you to respect your elders?"
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Post by πβππ π£π on Mar 13, 2017 22:38:12 GMT -5
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IC "I'll respect people who deserve to be respected. Age be d-----," Norman told him, having plenty more he could go off on, but he could also tell that Adrian really didn't want to fight right now either. "Now if you'll excuse us, we'll be going now," he added, starting down the stairs until he was finally off of them and only a few feet away from Derek.
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Post by π'πππ πΏπΆ π±πΎπ on Mar 13, 2017 23:03:02 GMT -5
Adrian followed wordlessly, keeping his gaze locked on the ground.
Derek struggled for a second. Who should he go for? Norman or Adrian? Norman was closer so he moved towards the smaller man, raising a hand to aim for a punch.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Mar 13, 2017 23:13:03 GMT -5
OOC Boi, you hit Norman, Derek and his brothers will be so ticked.
IC Norman had been punched before, but that had been from people his age, who admittedly, he ticked off. Norman did that a lot, and the thing with this was there really wasn't anywhere else to go, so he couldn't exactly dodge. Norman made for an easy target.
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Post by π'πππ πΏπΆ π±πΎπ on Mar 13, 2017 23:27:22 GMT -5
I'm so excited for Derek to get in trouble with his brothers.)
It connect with his normans face, and then Adrian was there, swinging one of his bags at Derek to try and get him to back off. "You okay?" He asked Norman quickly, looking worried.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Mar 13, 2017 23:35:39 GMT -5
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IC Norman seemed a bit out of it, still processing what had really happened. "My face hurts," he said, bringing a hand up to it and rubbing his face. He hadn't even really processed that he had been hit, or that his brothers were going to go ballistic when they saw that he had been hit. But basically he was slow to really process what was going on.
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Post by π'πππ πΏπΆ π±πΎπ on Mar 13, 2017 23:40:13 GMT -5
"Norman, let's get going. " Adrian said, reaching back to pull on his hand and go toward the door, ignoring his dad after that. He didn't want to stay here. He didn't want Norman to get hurt because of him.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Mar 13, 2017 23:43:42 GMT -5
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IC Norman nodded, as he moved closer to Adrian, he had to pick up the bag again, and was still a bit unsure of what was going on in total, but he would process it soon enough. Needless to say, this would not help lighten his fear of big intimidating men.
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Post by π'πππ πΏπΆ π±πΎπ on Mar 13, 2017 23:47:52 GMT -5
Adrian went outside and threw the bags into the back seat, and then got in the drivers seat. "Are you okay Norman? I'm so sorry. I didn't know they'd be home. "
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Post by πβππ π£π on Mar 13, 2017 23:50:39 GMT -5
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IC Norman got in the car and rubbed his nose again. Good thing he didn't get his glasses, Norman did not need to loose or ruin another pair of these. "I...well, my nose and my cheek hurt, it's sorta numb..." he confessed, looking over at Adrian, he had his processed that he had been hit and was just now beginning to get that his brothers would realize this and they would not be happy. They were going to be so mad. He also hadn't realized yet that his nose had started to bleed. Like he said, things were a mix of pain and numb.
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Post by π'πππ πΏπΆ π±πΎπ on Mar 13, 2017 23:57:04 GMT -5
"Do your brothers have tissues in here? Your bleeding. I'm really sorry. Is there anything I can do? You should get ice," Adrian said, kind of babbling. His dad had punched Norman. He felt so guilty right now, hisbeyes wide.
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Post by πβππ π£π on Mar 14, 2017 0:02:41 GMT -5
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IC "Oh..." Norman paused, bringing a hand up to his nose to feel the blood coming from it. "Oh...Um, right, we do," he said and quickly searched for them, finding a small box of Kleenex and bringing one up to his nose. "Sorry...I didn't mean for things to get out of hand. I was just mad and someone needed to tell him how awful he was, or else he would always get away with it and...I-well, I am sorry," he apologized.
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