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Post by antpelts on Apr 23, 2017 17:57:27 GMT -5
(yeah. i might start trying to reply on mobile but my laptop is so much easier. now i miss marching competitions bus rides and just hangin out ahhh.)
"Of course," Quentin started the car, turning down the music as he pulled out of his driveway, "it's nice to have you over." He let his gaze flicker over to his boyfriend as he put the car in drive, starting down the road towards Simon's house. "You're welcome any time, aside from any homework or band obligations Edil and I usually just sit at home and hang out, so I'm never doing much." He smiled a bit, though now keeping his eyes on the road, making sure he didn't miss any turns. He really was excited for the marching season -- though he had started to feel a bit bad lately as Simon's physical abilities were deteriorating. At first he'd really been looking forward to spending time with Simon during competitions.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Apr 23, 2017 18:04:25 GMT -5
(Saaaame I miss it so much omg ngl I found a cd with the year I was in band and promptly broke down. Bus ride where the best.) "On the bright side we have the same band obligations," He said, eyes closed as they drove towards his house. He wasn't looking forward to actually making it home, it would mean having to avoid his brother and hope that he didn't have any parties during the week. "And thats good to know, I like it at your house, it's... quiet," He said, mouth quirking up a bit at the description. At least he still looked a little bit healthy, although he knew that wouldn't last for long. Soon they made it to his mothers house, one that was three stories and had a giant, long driveway. He opened his eyes, relieved when he realized that his brother hadn't put on a party that night. At least that meant he could get some sleep.
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Post by antpelts on Apr 30, 2017 20:34:11 GMT -5
(omg,, sorry for being so absent. hopefully ill be on my laptop more soon.)
"That's true, thank goodness for band," Quentin kept his eyes on the road as he drove but just thinking of glancing over to his boyfriend made him smile. "Yeah," he gave a short laugh. "Surprisingly Edil is the loudest mostly of us three. He's kind clumsy and he always picks hobbies that make noise. Like drumming."
When he pulled into Simon's driveway he held back a small frown, instead opting to flash Simon a smile, reaching out a hand to brush the hair off his boyfriend's forehead. "I'll see you soon."
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Post by sweetclover1 on Apr 30, 2017 20:50:35 GMT -5
"Drumming?" At that Simon seemed to perk up lightly. He never knew that Quens younger brother was into drumming, he'd have to come and listen to him practice one of these days. He was always a fan of listening to other people perform, he loved trying to figure out their styles, level of skill, the small ticks they had whilst playing. "Y-yeah, I'll see you later," Simon said softly, clearly not wanting to leave. The boy studied his boyfriends lips momentarily, before reaching forward and brushing some hair out of Quens face and stepping out of the car, a grimace on his face. (It's all good!! I bet it's been crazy! How's school been for ya?)
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Post by antpelts on May 7, 2017 11:19:50 GMT -5
(its been wild. not too hard just busy.)
Quentin gave a nod, "yeah he's been just teaching himself. His friends and him have a band." When Simon moved to get out of the car Quentin flashed him a reassuring smile. At Simon's touch he felt himself melt a bit. Putting his car in reverse was the hardest thing he had to do, all he wanted was to stay put and hold Simon, feeling the warmth between their bodies. To sign to each other or just talk. Either way he felt his heart sink as he left.
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Post by sweetclover1 on May 7, 2017 11:40:56 GMT -5
(That's good then! ^^ do you wanna start the whole bullying scene that Simon walks into?)
Simon stopped at the doorframe, hand hovering over the handle before he turned, just to watch Quens car drive off, away from his mothers house. The dark haired boy let out a soft, irritated sigh, wishing he'd be able to stay for just a bit longer, not wanting to go into his house where he'd have to put up with his insane brother alone for the next two days. No doubt he'd come out of that with some bruises to show, and he didn't have the energy to actually fight him now, just wanting to go and hole himself up in his room, with Quen preferably. So they can just curl up and sleep, maybe sign for a little while, but mostly sleep. He felt his stomach churn and he visibly winced before opening the door and slid into the house. This was going to be a long two days, especially since he wouldn't be able to hear from Quen until Sunday. Now that killed him. Maybe he'd see Quens mom tomorrow and he'd be able to pass on a message, like in those cheesy movies. He smiled at that, before realizing his mom didn't know what was going on, and then decided that would be a terrible idea.
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Post by antpelts on May 14, 2017 21:05:56 GMT -5
(so sorry ive been beyond busy ill respond tomorrow)
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Post by antpelts on May 15, 2017 22:32:22 GMT -5
Being at school again wasn't the best. On one hand he saw Simon, but on the other kids were cruel. Stuck at his locker he focused on grabbing some stuff. But as he closed the door he was face to face with an intimidating senior. Another one joined in and his shoulders felt tense. Frantically he looked to see if anyone was around but the hallway had begun to clear.
(sorry its small im exhausted)
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Post by antpelts on May 25, 2017 11:37:00 GMT -5
(been very busy getting ready for prom and writing lately. at least schools out)
Quentin busied himself with making jokes, a weak laugh coming from him as he forced his shoulders to shake a bit. Their words weren't even reaching him at that point, his mind drowned them out with his own worries. All harassment did was add to his own deprecating thoughts. His fingers twitched at his sides and he was brought back as they'd taunted his boyfriend, even with the nervousness in his chest he felt himself stand up a bit taller. Before he knew it he'd shoved the teen in front of him. Whoops.
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