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littl3chocobo
isn't that funny
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he spent the rest of the day avoiding class and harassing people for notes he had an entire inbox full of missed work and he had no mind for any of it, between his running nose and pounding headache there was only room for one thought at a time in his head and it kept coming back to his roommate, his cruel, naive, adorable, shy little roommate. he had fallen asleep properly almost as soon as the boy had closed the door. it was a weird dream and one he'd never repeat. he was the prince again only he was naked, running through a forest in a cloak with baba yaga chasing behind him, he fell into a garden of roses with no thorns and sifted through them looking for one as white as snow, when he found one it was in the hair of his roommate and when he went to touch it the other gave his finger a kiss...and he could not bring himself to think about it anymore. and so here he was loitering in the bathroom listening to youtube music and losing badly at mindsweeper. he felt like such a creep.
Last edited by littl3chocobo; 06-29-2012 at 12:21 PM.
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Posted 10-11-2011, 07:09 PM
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