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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 1, 2012 19:13:34 GMT -5
Dustin rode into the Hermes cabin and grabbed his pajamas for the shower. He walked out of the cabin and into the chilling night air, shuddering at the sudden change in temperature. Sighing, happily, he walked over to the showers and walked into the one for guys, dropping his clothes on the bench in the stall before stripping and turning the water on.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 1, 2012 19:21:24 GMT -5
Breyton forgot about his nightly shower, so he hid his teddy bear and grabbed his shorts and long shirt. He held them in the crook of his arm and walked towards the shower, humming to himself in the chill of the night. He pushed the door open to the men's shower and found a spot to set his clothes down so they wouldn't get wet. All the stalls had no doors, so you had to not be shy in the shower. Breyton started pulling off his shirt and his pants. There was only on shower running and it was the closest to the door. He paid no attention to it as he tossed his old clothes off to the side. When he walked by the stalls, sometimes he stole a peek, and sometimes he didn't. And he was curious since it was one guy, so when he was walking by, his eyes flicked to the corner of his vision and what he saw made his face turn the deepest red you could imagine. The water ran into the middle of the floor where a drainage thing was and the floor was tile. He wasn't paying attention that much so he slipped and fell onto his back. Breyton uttered a squeak of pain and covered his mouth quickly. His towel was covering his junk, thank goodness he walked like that with his towel.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 1, 2012 19:40:57 GMT -5
Dustin grabbed his towel and covered his genitals when he heard the squeak. He shut off the shower and wrapped the towel around his hips to go help the squeaker. "Hey, hey, you okay, bro?" he asked, looking down at Breyton.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 1, 2012 20:36:58 GMT -5
((Pffft, this had to be done. XD))
Breyton got up, wrapping the towel quickly around his waist. The blush that was obvious on his face wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. "I-I'm fine." Breyton said quietly and glanced up at Dustin. "Sorry for disturbing your shower, you can continue with it." He said and bit his lip, walking towards a shower and walking into a stall. He pressed himself against one of the wooden walls and closed his eyes. He can't believe that this just happened, he was in utter shock that he just peeked at Dustin, the picture was burned into his mind and he blushed darker then he already was.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 1, 2012 20:47:07 GMT -5
Dustin shrugged it off and chuckled a little bit before returning to his shower. He let the hot water run down his skin as he ran his fingers through his hair. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back as he began humming.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 1, 2012 21:41:35 GMT -5
Breyton put his towel up on the wooden side. He kept his teeth attached to his bottom lip. He turned on the water and stood under the stream of water. His hair plastered itself to his skull, he grabbed some shampoo that he brought with him and started washing his hair, his fingers massaging into his head, getting his his hair clean. He rinsed his his hair out and grabbed a bar of soap, lathering it onto his body and smiling as he thought of the days worries getting scrubbed off so he could start a new day tomorrow. He then proceeded to rinse himself off and soon after, he turned the water off and grabbed his towel, drying himself off.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 1, 2012 22:02:17 GMT -5
By the time Breyton had begun to dry himself off, Dustin was brushing his teeth over the sinks with his towel around his neck and his shirt partially on.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 1, 2012 22:13:08 GMT -5
Breyton got mostly dry and he walked over to where his clothes were. He pulled his shirt on and dropped the towel around his waist, the shirt covering everything important. Then he pulled on his shorts and grabbed his toothbrush. He started brushing his teeth at a random sink, after a few minutes he spit in the sink and shook the water from his toothbrush. He grabbed his old clothes and started to head out of the bathroom.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 1, 2012 22:15:23 GMT -5
Dustin was walking out when Breyton had gotten dressed. He gave one last smile and nod to him before walking out and wishing him a good night over his shoulder. Then, flipping his hair out of his eyes, he headed to the Hermes cabin for a good night's sleep. However, he knew that Chase would probably wake him up at an unnecessary time just because she wanted to.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 1, 2012 22:46:23 GMT -5
Breyton waved goodbye and said night through a mouthful of toothpaste. He finished everything and walked out of the showers, humming all the way to his cabin. He repeated the process of getting into bed and hugged his bear to his chest. He again faced the wall and closed his eyes, falling asleep quickly from the help of his shower. But his dreams were filled with that picture of Dustin in the shower, but in the dream, Breyton had joined him in the shower, hugging and kissing like all of his dreams went usually went with Dustin.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 1, 2012 23:07:26 GMT -5
Dustin was woken up at around 5:30 in the morning by his little sister shaking his shoulder. He groaned, quietly, and rolled onto his side, trying to tell her to bug someone else, but she continued to shake him. He woke up after a few minutes and got dressed in his normal clothes, yawning almost every five seconds.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 1, 2012 23:38:28 GMT -5
Breyton was already up and showered and all fancied up. He didn't know, but he couldn't sleep until seven today. Maybe it was the dreams that made him wake up, or the thought of going to coffee today with Dustin. He just didn't know. Breyton liked the camp at this early though, the cool son rising and the peaceful quiet of it. It all made him happy and smile at all the things through out the morning. Then when people started waking up was when the hell began. Breyton sat on a bench and looked around the camp, fiddling with his thumbs like he always did.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 2, 2012 10:34:52 GMT -5
Dustin walked out of his cabin with his arm around Chase's shoulders. His hair was still messy due to the fact he hadn't bothered to fix it for breakfast. He tugged on his blue nyan cat t-shirt and fiddled with the red and black studded belt on his ripped black skinny jeans, shaking his head a little bit. The two siblings walked into the pavilion and ordered what they wanted to eat, enjoying a quiet breakfast alone together.
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Post by Avatar Korra on Aug 2, 2012 13:03:54 GMT -5
Breyton was humming to himself, staring up at the sky with it's beautiful dark orange. The sun hadn't risen yet, so the sky was still a mixture of deep, deep blue and the bright orange of the sunrise was mixing with it to make a dark orange. Breyton liked these times of the day, where he was at peace and could think and do almost absolutely anything that he wanted. When he couldn't sleep and had gotten up that earlier, it was probably gonna be a good day that day. This scene as it is made him happy, it made him want to smile at everything. But when the people showed up, the smile faded. He just was too shy to show a smile in front of people, he was taught not to smile at strangers, because it gave off a 'message' of some sort. But poor old Breyton was never going to stop being shy, never gonna.
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Post by Poison Ivy on Aug 2, 2012 13:11:34 GMT -5
Dustin ate his food and downed two Monsters to wake himself up. Then, at around 6, he fixed his hair and put his black beanie on before grabbing his skateboard. He ran out to the hope made course that Jack had constructed in his absence and rode on it.
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