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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 21, 2012 22:23:39 GMT -5
Breyton was up and waiting for him, his hair, but it still had some fluff to it. He saw Dustin come out of his cabin one last time and he walked over to him, gently kicking him in the butt. "Would you mind if I came with you and just caught a bus back to camp or something?" He asked and looked up at Dustin, his hands in his short's pockets.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 22, 2012 23:24:23 GMT -5
"If you really want to, I guess, but no bus is going to take you back here. Everyone thinks this old orchard is abandoned. Plus, no mortal can walk past the border so it's nearly pointless. I think you can grab a taxi, but it'll be hard getting back here in the city." Dustin stated. He put his hands in his pockets and headed over to his cabin to get his stuff.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 23, 2012 21:24:49 GMT -5
Breyton pursed his lips and followed Dustin to his cabin. "So it's pretty much a one way road then?" He asked and leaned against a wall close by the door. "So if I go with you I have to pretty much live there too?" He asked and looked at the other man, moving his hair out of his eyes. Some people looked at him, surprised to hear his voice come out of his mouth, which made his cheeks turn a pink color and his mouth shut.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 25, 2012 20:50:32 GMT -5
Dustin chuckled a little and ruffled Breyton's hair a little bit. "No, you'll just have to stay with me for a few hours and listen to nothing but 'skateboard talk' for a while. I'm just taking a few things over to the apartment so I don't have to take it there when I move for good." he replied.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 25, 2012 23:49:54 GMT -5
Breyton smiled and looked at Dustin. "Okay, I guess I could explore the place, just hope I don't get jumped by another guy." He said and giggled, walking over to Dustin and being in a lazy mood, just moved up to the man's neck and kissed it. "Sorry, I'm in a lazy mood right now." he said and his lips moved up in a slight smirked. "Come find me when you leave, kay?" He asked and started walking towards the door of a cabin, throwing a smile back towards the man.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 26, 2012 23:28:46 GMT -5
"If you can still kiss me, you're not being lazy." Dustin declared. He chuckled and shook his head as Breyton ran off, returning his smile with ease. "Don't you feel bad?" Chase asked from behind him. The sudden speech cause him to jump and spin around, his heart racing. "Bad? Why would I?" he asked, walking into the cabin. Chase followed him with her arms folded. "You have no feelings for him, Dustin. It's like you're leading him on." she pointed out, somewhat angered by his calm. Sighing, Dustin picked up two bags and turned towards Chase, nodding his head to another one on the floor for her to pick up. She quickly obliged and followed him out of the cabin. "You know how this works, Chessa. If I don't feel anything after a week of dating, then we break up. I want to give them at least a moment of happiness." he muttered. Chase glared at him and walked up to his side, staring and scrutinizing his facial expression. "You kissed him, didn't you? Why would you kiss someone you hold no feelings for? You're losing your touch on what's right during this... 'Trial.'" she snapped. They walked out of the border, saying no more to one another and dumped the bags off in the trunk of Dustin's car.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 27, 2012 12:08:56 GMT -5
Breyton sat at his cabin, humming to himself while he did some things to make himself look better. He decided he actually try and make a friend or two at the place where Dustin was going. The thought made him smile a bit and he got up, walking out of his cabin and towards the border. The look on Dustin's face brought an eyebrow up. He walked over to him and looked him in the eye. "You feel guilty about something, it's written on your face, what is it?" He asked quietly, a small frown forming at the sides of his lips.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 27, 2012 18:26:07 GMT -5
While Breyton approached him, Dustin was deep in thought with his eyebrows knitted together as the different scenarios played out in his head. "Hm?" Dustin asked when Breyton spoke up. His eyes began to flick around the area to figure out where he was before he realized he was back in reality. He laughed a little and ruffled his own hair, looking down at Breyton. "I'm not feeling guilty about anything. By the way, Chase is coming with us and she'll be questioning everyone in the apartment about their skateboarding career, so she might not be much fun either." he said.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 28, 2012 1:14:49 GMT -5
"It's okay, and you can tell me anything. I can handle it." Breyton said and smiled a little, helping him get his bags into the back of the car.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 28, 2012 10:29:27 GMT -5
"It's alright, Breyton, let him handle the bags and come sit in the car. By the way," she started, walking towards the car, "I CALL SHOT GUN!" she shouted. She jumped into the passenger's seat of the car and put on her seatbelt. Dustin rolled his eyes and got the last bag in the trunk before walking up to the driver's seat.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 28, 2012 23:23:26 GMT -5
Breyton smiled and rolled his eyes, getting into the car when Chase told him to, being a person to actually follow most orders that were sent his way. Knowing his childhood, he had to be like that, or he would have been worse off in his life. So it was just a reaction to do what he was mostly told.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 28, 2012 23:28:22 GMT -5
Dustin started the car and began driving to the apartment, getting caught in a bit of weekend traffic on the way into Manhattan. He groaned and slammed his head on the steering wheel once they were on the Long Island Expressway, not moving an inch. "I hate this fucking highway." he grumbled, lifting his head up.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 28, 2012 23:39:22 GMT -5
Breyton giggled at him slamming his head into the steering wheel. "It's okay, I don't mind waiting in traffic. I like it, gives me time to look around and get a grip of things. And I like trying to guess how people's lives are, it gives me some sort of entertainment for the wait." He said and his eyes scanned the cars, saying things about them in his head.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 30, 2012 10:33:15 GMT -5
"You do that, I have to get to the fucking apartment and put my shit away." he grumbled. He honked the horn several times and thanked the gods after they got off the LIE. He quickly continued driving, getting into a little bit of traffic, until they got to the apartment building. He parked the car out front and walked up to the concierge asking for Chris White's room. The concierge called up to the room first and announced the visitors before letting them go up to the room. Dustin and Chase quickly headed to the elevator and pushed the button.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 31, 2012 0:36:03 GMT -5
Breyton had fallen asleep actually for most of the drive, being shook away by the car lurching to a stop at the apartment. He got out and stretched a little bit before following the two in. His eyes wondered the halls and the smallest things caught his attention. Some things made him smile, and some people were looking at him, which made him shrink down a little and grab onto the hem of his shirt. His teeth were raking the bottom of his lip, but the people cut their gaze and he slowly started to feel more comfortable on teh way up to the room.
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