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Post by Oliver Flynn on Aug 30, 2007 9:10:49 GMT -5
You were just a face in the crowd,
The boy finally seemed to sit up, before he fell to the groaned again moaning. Oliver let the pebbles fall to the dirt, brushing his hands on the knees of his jeans. As the boy questioned Oliver buried his head in his hands, "i was throwing rocks at you to wake you up, idiot." He sighed once before saying,
"I don't know, that's what I'm asking you, do you remember anything?" He asked, brows furrowed as he forced himself to think, "We were hugging eachother when I woke up, see, that's not right. What the fuck did we do?" He asked, groaning out as hands reached up to grip at his hair.
When the boy spoke again, he rolled his eyes, "Okay, helpful. We need to think, because this is not good." He spoke out, standing once more as he began to pace back and forth. "From what I remember..." He trailed off, closing his eyes as he tried to recall details, "I remember something about a bear, I know I kicked a beer bottle...and, I remember falling off a rock." He spoke aloud, gaze turning back to the boy laying opposite of him,
"Does that ring any bells?" He asked, brows raised as he sat on a stray log, burying his head in his hands and he tried to think up anything else that had related to last nights events, gears seemed to shift in his mind before his eyes snapped open. "Oh...my...god." He muttered out, mouth open wide as he stared at Caleb in something akin to horror, "oh my fucking god." He repeated.
Breathing out, he jumped up as if the log had sent a bolt of electricity through his spine, he started passing again, You kissed me, I remember and, okay, that's just wrong, very, very wrong." He ended, shaking his head, while doing so being met with a stab of a headache. "Did anything else happen, Caleb you need to remember, oh god, this is definitely wrong, very, very wrong." He ended, staring at the boy with wide eyes, waiting for him to speak.
}}sorry for the smallness.
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Post by Caleb Thai Ryker on Aug 30, 2007 10:24:50 GMT -5
Caleb rubbed his head in order to stop the pain from both the hangover and the pebbles Oliver just threw at his head. "i was throwing rocks at you to wake you up, idiot." Caleb rolled he eyes, but didn't say anything. He was still trying to figure out what happened last night. He was just to wasted to remember.
"I don't know, that's what I'm asking you, do you remember anything?" Caleb was trying to think. But nothing major was coming to his mind, wow, how out of it could he have been last night. "We were hugging eachother when I woke up, see, that's not right. What the fuck did we do?" Caleb fixed his hair so his bangs were to one sie. "We were probably hugging because it's so fuckin cold out here, why are we out here anyway?" He asked looking around wondering if anyone stumbled apon them last night, though it was unlikely. He had almost forgotten that Oliver was straight, so this was going to be even more awkward for him.
Oliver said something about a bear, beer and falling. Those kind of rang a bell. "Uh, I remembered something tackling me, a lot of pain, and being super cold" He said with a shrug, everyting was a blur, the whole night jsut kind of blended together in his mind. "oh my fucking god." Caleb looked at him with a confused look, what was wrong with this kid. Now he kind of remembered why they didn't hang out, they really just annoyed eachother.
"Whats wrong?" He asked seeing Oliver jump up so fast you would think something bit his ass. "You kissed me, I remember and, okay, that's just wrong, very, very wrong." What? He did? He was trying to remember, maybe he did, it seeemd oddly filmiliar. "come on just, just chill out, it was only a kiss" He said finally pulling himself to stand up but a pain shot through his back and leaned leaned agaisnt a boulder to keep his balence.
"Did anything else happen, Caleb you need to remember, oh god, this is definitely wrong, very, very wrong." Caleb tried thinking, he doubted anything besides the kiss happened, well, Caleb's ass did hurt, but that was probably from the ground, nothing sexual. He shook his head. "Calm down Oliver, I don't think anything else happened." He said rolling his eyes, this kid was making it sound like kissing a guy was the worst possible thing on the earth. "We were just drunk, thats all, no need to get your pants in a bunch" He said, he started tinking about Reid. Well, the kiss with Oliver had meant nothing, he shouldn't feel guilty, especially becasue him and Reid weren't, anything just yet.
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Post by Oliver Flynn on Sept 2, 2007 14:54:24 GMT -5
You were just a face in the crowd,
As he heard Caleb talk, he sighed out in exasperation, "I don't know why we are, I told you I can't remember anything!" Half pulling out his hair in frustration as he spoke. As Caleb pipped up once more, Oliver rolled his eyes, "Very helpful" He spat back sarcastically, usually he was hardly mean, it was hard trying to work him up to be mean. Apparently though, this situation had pushed him a bit and he therefore had snapped into an unrecognizable persona.As Oliver finally remembered last nights events, it only pushed him farther outside him comfort range. A lot farther. "What do you mean only?" He asked back, "That's...not...cool. Dude, I don't like guys, I have a fucking girlfriend!" So maybe he was now at acting like a lunatic point and freaking out, but really, it would happen to anyone else placed in this situation.
And then Caleb was sprouting off nonsense again, well, in Ollie's opinion anyway. "Okay, yeah we were drunk. But you don't kiss someone because of it, that's just disgusting." His features twisting into a disgusted expression as if that would help him prove his point. Hands moved to his head once more as he tried to think, which was difficult considering the state of his headache.
"Okay, look, don't tell anyone about this, or I will seriously kick your ass." He told him straight faced, he wasn't necessarily the violent type, but he definitely had enough bulk to rough someone up if it was completely necessary, he just usually opted not to, then again, he usually didn't have a reason too - apparently this counted enough as a reason to him.
He cast a glare around a bit before saying, "Seriously man, the counselors will find you dumped in a lake." He spoke out again, as if that would help harden his threat. On his part, Ollie definitely wasn't planning on telling anybody, except maybe Kylie, she would probably know what to do. He sincerely hoped it would involve driving an icepick into Caleb's spine.
He turned away, disgust still written on his face as he went, "I'm leaving, that's just..." Apparently he didn't have an adjective to describe it, so he simply shook his head and walked towards the direction of the trail, hoping he was traveling in the right direction, he really didn't have time for a technical error at this stage, he needed to get back to camp and pretend he'd been there the whole time. He half ran over the rocky surface, wincing from his headache as he did so.
}}sorry it took so long, I got writers block ;_;
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