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Honestly, the only reason Adrian came home was for this class reunion. Well, that and the fact that he had no money so he needed to live at home until he'd worked and save up enough to leave. Anyways, ignoring that. He was reluctant to come home, but knowing this reunion was in the future and knowing he'd be reunited with his three best friends made it that much more bearable.
He'd been home for a month already and his saving was well under way, but he still didn't have enough to move out. No, unfortunately, he'd have to remain at home until a little bit more was saved. Maybe he'd move back to South Africa, to where he was born and lived until he was 8 years old. He had family there, but hadn't seen them in a while.
Thinking about all of this just made him even more desperate to get out. Stop thinking about it, Adri thought to himself, shook his head, and then proceeded to get in the shower. After a long shower (the music helped with that), he got out, dried off, and then stood in front of his closet for at least thirty minutes, trying to find an outfit that was suitable for tonight.
Eventually, he pieced together something he deemed acceptable--a red and black striped button down, black jeans, and boots. Usually, he'd try to tame his hair, but Adrian had zero desire to on this particular night. He probably should have some desire to, considering it looked like he'd gotten into a fight with a wild animal.
But... Adrian was lazy. Everyone already knew that. With one last look at his hair, he left his room and thundered down into the kitchen. He wasn't planning on eating anything. Oh no. The reason he was down in the kitchen was because he was going to take a shot, or two, for luck. Adri pulled out the tequila from the cabinet, poured it into a shot glass, took the shot, and then repeated the process. Ah, there we go. Much better.
And now it was time to drive to the reunion. He probably shouldn't have taken the shots before driving but he literally could not care less. Not caring was a specialty of his, as most people knew. Another specialty was driving way over the speed limit, which he did throughout the entire drive to the reunion. Again, did not care.
Adrian walked inside the venue the reunion was being held at, a country club he'd never heard of nor set foot in, and stopped at the entrance to look around for his friends. After a few sweeps of the room, he didn't see Lucas or Natalia, but then spotted Toby standing off in a corner. Bingo. Grinning, Adri made a beeline for his friend, who just so happened to be turned the other way, and once behind him, jumped onto Toby's back.
"Hi," Adrian said brightly, "missed you." As if that wasn't already obvious given the position they were in. "How long have you been here?" he wondered, clinging onto Toby's back and resting his chin on his shoulder. "I didn't see the others, but I'm sure they'll show up. Just late again, as usual." By 'others', he meant Lucas and Natalia.
Usually, however, Adrian was the last of the quad to show up. "Honestly though, I'm surprised I'm here this early," But that wasn't even the case, considering he was fifteen minutes late. "You know how I always show up fashionably late to things. I'd have expected all of you to have beaten me here. But not tonight, I guess." And he really wanted them to get here soon. He missed his friends. [/div] [/div][/div] [/div]
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Honestly, the only reason Adrian came home was for this class reunion. Well, that and the fact that he had no money so he needed to live at home until he'd worked and save up enough to leave. Anyways, ignoring that. He was reluctant to come home, but knowing this reunion was in the future and knowing he'd be reunited with his three best friends made it that much more bearable.
He'd been home for a month already and his saving was well under way, but he still didn't have enough to move out. No, unfortunately, he'd have to remain at home until a little bit more was saved. Maybe he'd move back to South Africa, to where he was born and lived until he was 8 years old. He had family there, but hadn't seen them in a while.
Thinking about all of this just made him even more desperate to get out. Stop thinking about it, Adri thought to himself, shook his head, and then proceeded to get in the shower. After a long shower (the music helped with that), he got out, dried off, and then stood in front of his closet for at least thirty minutes, trying to find an outfit that was suitable for tonight.
Eventually, he pieced together something he deemed acceptable--a red and black striped button down, black jeans, and boots. Usually, he'd try to tame his hair, but Adrian had zero desire to on this particular night. He probably should have some desire to, considering it looked like he'd gotten into a fight with a wild animal.
But... Adrian was lazy. Everyone already knew that. With one last look at his hair, he left his room and thundered down into the kitchen. He wasn't planning on eating anything. Oh no. The reason he was down in the kitchen was because he was going to take a shot, or two, for luck. Adri pulled out the tequila from the cabinet, poured it into a shot glass, took the shot, and then repeated the process. Ah, there we go. Much better.
And now it was time to drive to the reunion. He probably shouldn't have taken the shots before driving but he literally could not care less. Not caring was a specialty of his, as most people knew. Another specialty was driving way over the speed limit, which he did throughout the entire drive to the reunion. Again, did not care.
Adrian walked inside the venue the reunion was being held at, a country club he'd never heard of nor set foot in, and stopped at the entrance to look around for his friends. After a few sweeps of the room, he didn't see Lucas or Natalia, but then spotted Toby standing off in a corner. Bingo. Grinning, Adri made a beeline for his friend, who just so happened to be turned the other way, and once behind him, jumped onto Toby's back.
"Hi," Adrian said brightly, "missed you." As if that wasn't already obvious given the position they were in. "How long have you been here?" he wondered, clinging onto Toby's back and resting his chin on his shoulder. "I didn't see the others, but I'm sure they'll show up. Just late again, as usual." By 'others', he meant Lucas and Natalia.
Usually, however, Adrian was the last of the quad to show up. "Honestly though, I'm surprised I'm here this early," But that wasn't even the case, considering he was fifteen minutes late. "You know how I always show up fashionably late to things. I'd have expected all of you to have beaten me here. But not tonight, I guess." And he really wanted them to get here soon. He missed his friends. [/div] [/div][/div] [/div]
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[div class=post]The great thing about being the total fucking loser that moved back in with his mom at age nineteen was that by the time class reunions reared their four-year head, Toby didnโt even have to buy a plane ticket. Probably saved a few hundred bucks. Which totally made up for all that wasted tuition money. He was well and truly living life to the fullest.
Another crucial piece of evidence in the corkboard of proof that Toby was clearly at his peak: this class reunion, hosted in some stuffy country club that would probably provide shitty food and shittier music, was the most exciting thing that had happened to him in the past year. He could toddler-stomp and mock-lone-wolf his way through life all he wanted, but the truth of the matter was that he missed his friends like nothing else. Time spent away from Adrianโs god-awful ideas and Lucasโ aw-shucks personality and Natโs inherent comfort had always been tough for him since they first started genuinely hanging out together. Now was no different.
If the bathroom mirror was any indication, though, everything but that fact was different now. Just slightly. Like when heโd moved every piece of furniture in Juneโs room two inches to the left every day for a week and sheโd spent the next month cursing at her bedframe as her muscle memory caught up to reality, courtesy of many stubbed toes.
He was quick to shake away that thought and focus instead on running some product through his hair, straightening his jean jacket, pretending like his converse werenโt half-untied already. He slipped a small pearl necklace out of his pocket to loop around his wrist like a bracelet; natural, uniform white pearls, subtle gold clasp, hidden away under his sleeve as soon as he dropped his hand again. He figured he could use something genuinely nice to thumb over in case he had to wait for his friends to show up, something untouched by the wear of everyday life. And maybe the fact that the necklace was tied to one of his first genuinely expensive hauls was an extra solace. Sue him.
โIโm heading out, ma!โ he called over his shoulder as he grabbed his house key from the neat row of hooks by the front door. Four of them were empty. โCall me if you need anything, okay?โ He doubted she would. She, like him, preferred to keep things close to her chest. That translated equally between crying herself to dehydration in Juneโs old room and asking for him to pick up another carton of eggs. Apple, meet tree. But she had her heist movies to watch and he had an event to get to, so he wasnโt too concerned about any immediate need for fumbled support and/or foodstuffs.
The public transit system here always ended up depositing Toby at his destination either twenty minutes early or an hour late, no in-between, but he wasnโt too broken up about it since it gave time to have a bite to eat and get settled in the event space before his friends started to show up. He was eyeing the back door that led a short distance to what looked like a pool when somethingโsomeoneโjumped onto his back.
โJesus, fuck,โ he sputtered, stumbling slightly, but within an instant a grin broke out across his face. โAdrian.โ It was spoke as a half-accusation, half-greeting, but all of it was bright with excitement. He tucked one hand under Adrianโs knee as if the guy needed any help clinging to Toby and reached the other back to blindly muss up Adrianโs already-messy hair further. โI missed you too. You already know that. Now get off my back before my twig legs give out, lemme hug you for real, okay?โ
He was quick to set Adrian on the ground again and turn to give him an equally enthusiastic hug, arms much too tight around the poor guyโs ribs. He wasnโt kidding about having missed him. โYeah, theyโll turn up soon, I figure. But Iโm glad youโre here early. Or, well. Adrian-early. You get it.โ .[/div][/div][/div]
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[div class=post]The great thing about being the total fucking loser that moved back in with his mom at age nineteen was that by the time class reunions reared their four-year head, Toby didnโt even have to buy a plane ticket. Probably saved a few hundred bucks. Which totally made up for all that wasted tuition money. He was well and truly living life to the fullest.
Another crucial piece of evidence in the corkboard of proof that Toby was clearly at his peak: this class reunion, hosted in some stuffy country club that would probably provide shitty food and shittier music, was the most exciting thing that had happened to him in the past year. He could toddler-stomp and mock-lone-wolf his way through life all he wanted, but the truth of the matter was that he missed his friends like nothing else. Time spent away from Adrianโs god-awful ideas and Lucasโ aw-shucks personality and Natโs inherent comfort had always been tough for him since they first started genuinely hanging out together. Now was no different.
If the bathroom mirror was any indication, though, everything but that fact was different now. Just slightly. Like when heโd moved every piece of furniture in Juneโs room two inches to the left every day for a week and sheโd spent the next month cursing at her bedframe as her muscle memory caught up to reality, courtesy of many stubbed toes.
He was quick to shake away that thought and focus instead on running some product through his hair, straightening his jean jacket, pretending like his converse werenโt half-untied already. He slipped a small pearl necklace out of his pocket to loop around his wrist like a bracelet; natural, uniform white pearls, subtle gold clasp, hidden away under his sleeve as soon as he dropped his hand again. He figured he could use something genuinely nice to thumb over in case he had to wait for his friends to show up, something untouched by the wear of everyday life. And maybe the fact that the necklace was tied to one of his first genuinely expensive hauls was an extra solace. Sue him.
โIโm heading out, ma!โ he called over his shoulder as he grabbed his house key from the neat row of hooks by the front door. Four of them were empty. โCall me if you need anything, okay?โ He doubted she would. She, like him, preferred to keep things close to her chest. That translated equally between crying herself to dehydration in Juneโs old room and asking for him to pick up another carton of eggs. Apple, meet tree. But she had her heist movies to watch and he had an event to get to, so he wasnโt too concerned about any immediate need for fumbled support and/or foodstuffs.
The public transit system here always ended up depositing Toby at his destination either twenty minutes early or an hour late, no in-between, but he wasnโt too broken up about it since it gave time to have a bite to eat and get settled in the event space before his friends started to show up. He was eyeing the back door that led a short distance to what looked like a pool when somethingโsomeoneโjumped onto his back.
โJesus, fuck,โ he sputtered, stumbling slightly, but within an instant a grin broke out across his face. โAdrian.โ It was spoke as a half-accusation, half-greeting, but all of it was bright with excitement. He tucked one hand under Adrianโs knee as if the guy needed any help clinging to Toby and reached the other back to blindly muss up Adrianโs already-messy hair further. โI missed you too. You already know that. Now get off my back before my twig legs give out, lemme hug you for real, okay?โ
He was quick to set Adrian on the ground again and turn to give him an equally enthusiastic hug, arms much too tight around the poor guyโs ribs. He wasnโt kidding about having missed him. โYeah, theyโll turn up soon, I figure. But Iโm glad youโre here early. Or, well. Adrian-early. You get it.โ .[/div][/div][/div]
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The spectrum of humanity held more complexity than one might think. There were humans who did bad things but werenโt inherently bad themselves and there were humans who did good things but with soiled motivations. There were souls who were bright enough to bring light to a monochrome world and there were souls corrupted enough to taint a world of colour. Still, Hasdiel liked to believe that everyone possessed over the spirit of compassion, even when it's obscured by other emotions, and that, in the end, that part of them could and would prevail. Maybe it was foolish to believe so - or to keep believing so - but she refused to give up on a world she had come to love dearly, especially when time was all she had.
So another attempt at making the world a better place was being made. This time on a more individual level rather than that of a whole group. This didnโt mean it would be less impactful, though. If Hasdiel had learned something about the world down below, it was that the power of one man or one woman doing the right thing for the right reason, and at the right time, had the greatest influence in society. Sure, society steered the people, but at the same time, society was created by the people. And if the time of eternity was all black and white, humans shone in all colours [as if they could be shattered at any moment].
So Hasdiel became Nina Young, a female human that was to go to a purposed high school reunion, joined by some other fellow angels in similar human disguises. Being around other angelic entities was comforting in the same breathe as it was risky. Having a multitude of angels within the same area was bound to attract unwanted attention from those who sought to sow chaos ( chaos they could rarely afford.) Nevertheless, the newly aliased angel was not too worried. As far as she knew, the other angels were of great stature and capabilities. Perhaps the powerful presence exuded together was enough to repel the lesser demons from trying anything and discourage the greater ones from attacking on a whim. Either way, Ninaโs optimism was yet to be shaken.
Dressed in an attire suited for the location [ country club = plaid, right?], Nina was currently on her way towards the reunion. Sitting in a car, the angel had her head turned to the window, eyes gazing at the scenery. It was nothing particularly impressive yet she was still in wonder of the small characteristics that belonged to the town. A smile graced her features and she revelled for in the view before turning her head towards the other angels in the car. It had been decided to arrive together at the venue, which Nina didnโt mind at all. It permitted them some time together alone before their prospective humans joined the picture and allowed the opportunity to catch up with each other. Of course, some topics were forbidden should their angel identity remain uncovered, but centuries of experience had made her quite skilled in conversing about certain matters without unveiling anything confidential. Creativity was the way, and Nina made use of it.
โSo, how is everyone? I feel like I havenโt seen you all in ages!โ Her eyes settled on Anael [ or Knox in the mortal world ] and her smile brightened. It was true that the male held a special spot in her heart, but it was not in the same way as aeons ago. While the love remained, the romance had officially ceased its existence the moment the two parted ways. It had become clear that the two werenโt meant for each other in the long run and that was okay; what was left was a valuable friendship still, and one for which Nina was very grateful. She felt like he was the only angel who could quite understand the internal struggles that were attached to being the angel of love. It was a nature that brought the two towards each other in the first place [and perhaps the very reason the relationship didnโt work out] but it was also the essence that bonded them.
โI see you are still going for the heart-stealing looks,โ she commented in slight teasing nature,โ maybe some things do never change.โ [/div][/div] [div class=pos][div class="round1 round"][/div] . [div class="round2 round"][/div] . [div class="round3 round"][/div] [div class=stats] mood: excited| interaction: the angel squad [
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So another attempt at making the world a better place was being made. This time on a more individual level rather than that of a whole group. This didnโt mean it would be less impactful, though. If Hasdiel had learned something about the world down below, it was that the power of one man or one woman doing the right thing for the right reason, and at the right time, had the greatest influence in society. Sure, society steered the people, but at the same time, society was created by the people. And if the time of eternity was all black and white, humans shone in all colours [as if they could be shattered at any moment].
So Hasdiel became Nina Young, a female human that was to go to a purposed high school reunion, joined by some other fellow angels in similar human disguises. Being around other angelic entities was comforting in the same breathe as it was risky. Having a multitude of angels within the same area was bound to attract unwanted attention from those who sought to sow chaos ( chaos they could rarely afford.) Nevertheless, the newly aliased angel was not too worried. As far as she knew, the other angels were of great stature and capabilities. Perhaps the powerful presence exuded together was enough to repel the lesser demons from trying anything and discourage the greater ones from attacking on a whim. Either way, Ninaโs optimism was yet to be shaken.
Dressed in an attire suited for the location [ country club = plaid, right?], Nina was currently on her way towards the reunion. Sitting in a car, the angel had her head turned to the window, eyes gazing at the scenery. It was nothing particularly impressive yet she was still in wonder of the small characteristics that belonged to the town. A smile graced her features and she revelled for in the view before turning her head towards the other angels in the car. It had been decided to arrive together at the venue, which Nina didnโt mind at all. It permitted them some time together alone before their prospective humans joined the picture and allowed the opportunity to catch up with each other. Of course, some topics were forbidden should their angel identity remain uncovered, but centuries of experience had made her quite skilled in conversing about certain matters without unveiling anything confidential. Creativity was the way, and Nina made use of it.
โSo, how is everyone? I feel like I havenโt seen you all in ages!โ Her eyes settled on Anael [ or Knox in the mortal world ] and her smile brightened. It was true that the male held a special spot in her heart, but it was not in the same way as aeons ago. While the love remained, the romance had officially ceased its existence the moment the two parted ways. It had become clear that the two werenโt meant for each other in the long run and that was okay; what was left was a valuable friendship still, and one for which Nina was very grateful. She felt like he was the only angel who could quite understand the internal struggles that were attached to being the angel of love. It was a nature that brought the two towards each other in the first place [and perhaps the very reason the relationship didnโt work out] but it was also the essence that bonded them.
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If he had been a mortal, being forced into a program against his will would have been a crime. Hell, literally going to the the underworld sounded better than what he was tasked to do. Whoever thought it would be a good idea to put him in charge of straightening out some kids life was about to realize how much of a mistake they made. Azrael was not a people person, never mind the type of angel that helped other people out of their own misery.
Though, here he sat in the back of a mortal vehicle in his new non-angel form waiting to go to a high school reunion to meet with his lucky contender. At least they had allowed him to pick the human shell he was going to be living in for awhile. Azra stared out the window as he let his fingertips rub slightly against the fabric of his pants. Some of these humans needed to take a good look in the mirror before stepping outside. That is all he would say about the subject.
Hasdiel, no--Nina's voice rang through the car first causing Azra to turn his gaze from the window to the happy girl. "Bored, annoyed, and hungry.", he answered sharply before moving his gaze back to the window. He needed to feed his mortal body soon before he turned into a demon. Oh, the irony of that.
Her sing-song voice caused irritation to bubble inside of Azra's core but he squashed the feeling down, his foot starting to tap against the floor of the car to occupy him. Did he mean to be a prick? Absolutely not, however he wasn't used to actual contact with others never mind having to converse with them.
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Though, here he sat in the back of a mortal vehicle in his new non-angel form waiting to go to a high school reunion to meet with his lucky contender. At least they had allowed him to pick the human shell he was going to be living in for awhile. Azra stared out the window as he let his fingertips rub slightly against the fabric of his pants. Some of these humans needed to take a good look in the mirror before stepping outside. That is all he would say about the subject.
Hasdiel, no--Nina's voice rang through the car first causing Azra to turn his gaze from the window to the happy girl. "Bored, annoyed, and hungry.", he answered sharply before moving his gaze back to the window. He needed to feed his mortal body soon before he turned into a demon. Oh, the irony of that.
Her sing-song voice caused irritation to bubble inside of Azra's core but he squashed the feeling down, his foot starting to tap against the floor of the car to occupy him. Did he mean to be a prick? Absolutely not, however he wasn't used to actual contact with others never mind having to converse with them.
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[div class=text]From the moment he'd been assigned a new human to the moment he stepped foot in their toasty car for the evening, Anael hadn't been able to tame the buzz of excitement racing through his veins. It had been a while since his last assignment, due to the long grace periods he required in between each human to properly move on and detach, and he couldn't wait to meet his new girl. On paper, she seemed like quite a handful with a tumultuous past, but Anael wasn't fazed; his specialty was breaking people's walls with brute force, after all, and he'd be damned if this one turned out any different.
Literally, yes, but mostly figuratively.
Still, as the hum of engine vibrated up his spine, Anael couldn't help but tighten and loosen his fists in anticipation. This program had never been a game to the angel who felt everything far too deeply. He loved every human he was assigned to, and would continue to love them until the day he ceased to exist. They could never understand his commitment, but it didn't matter to him. Anael found a fascinating beauty in the complexity of humanity, their flaws ceasing to be flaws at all in his mind. Had he been born a human, perhaps he'd have studied sociology or something of the sort, but he knew nothing could provide a more intimate glimpse into the human psyche than the guardian program he was blessed to participate in. Knox Griffin was truly an expert on humankind.
The sudden blessing of Hasdiel's presence brought an instant smile to Anael's lips. "It feels that long because it's been that long, Miss Young," he murmured, gaze unwavering from hers. She'd chosen a lovely host, though nothing could compare to her true angelic form. Their history burned in his memory as strongly as ever, though rather than feeling longing towards the past, it manifested itself as a deep attachment and love for the other angel. Hasdiel truly occupied a decent chunk of his heart. At her quip about his own host, Anael ducked his head with a chuckle. "I can only pray that I never change, no? I'm perfect the way I am."
Azrael's comment brought another smirk to Anael's lips, his gaze landing on the handsome angel. He'd packed a few snacks out of habit since this particular host had quite an appetite, but he figured sharing one or two of them couldn't hurt. Anael placed a gentle hand on the other angel's fidgety leg and reached into his laptop bag, retrieving a small bag of clementines with only two remaining. "Sorry, it's healthy." He dropped the bag in Azrael's lap and gave him a full once-over, having been too preoccupied with his own thoughts when he first entered the vehicle to properly greet him. "Such a displeased expression on such a beautiful face," Anael mourned, clicking his tongue under his breath before crossing his legs and looking back out the window. "Hm. Well. Perhaps your human's a masochist."
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โThanks again, Gil! I really owe you one.โ Lucas called behind him as the laboratoryโs doors slammed behind him. Perhaps it was a tad bit unnecessary to thank his coworker for the fourth time in the past half an hour, but one would rather be safe than sorry, right?
Rushing down the stairs, across the parking lot, jumping into his car and starting it in record time, he checked his watch again. Heโd have to account for commute time, but then there might be traffic- ack, he forgot about leaving some time for finding parking and the venue in the first place! He was planning to leave plenty of time before his high school reunion so he can shower, decide on an outfit, make sure his hair is fine, and so many other little things, but he could hardly deny his supervisor requesting the report finished, even if heโd have to go overtime. Hopefully, the clothes he always keeps as a backup at the lab will be enough, though Lucas still worries heโll underdress or overdress.
Before he even made a mile out, however, he was already caught up in a jam on the high way. He pushed his hair back to try and fix it again, pouted as it now looks worst, and checked his watch again.
This would be the first time heโs met up with any of his old friends in years, despite moving back to his hometown for two years ago. He had missed them plenty during college, especially the three he was closest with Toby, Adrian, Natโฆ Work has kept him busy, and he was afraid to bother them unnecessarily in case he was unwanted. Crap, he really hoped the latter wasnโt true. Maybe he can make up an excuse to leave the reunion early then. But isnโt that rude? And it's not like I'm afraidโฆ The thoughts kept swimming in his head, and the jam still refused to budge.
He knew he really shouldnโt be doing this now butโฆ Fishing for his lighter and pack guiltily, he swiftly pulled out a cigarette, lit it, before rolling down the windows. (Highschool hotboxing days have ruined his dadโs car. It already stunk before though) Drawing in a deep inhale before letting the smoke out, it took a couple more draws before he settled. Lucas knew if he just chews some gum before he heads in, no one will notice.
Eventually, the traffic did loosen up, and he eagerly pulled up into the country club. After parking his car and locking it twice, Lucas quickly made his way up to the venue, looking expectantly around. He spotted quite a few whom he recognized, before spotting Adrian and Toby at the corner. He paused in thought for a moment, before making his way over to the two, waving as he greeted tentatively, โHey guys, I hope Iโm not too late?โ
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โThanks again, Gil! I really owe you one.โ Lucas called behind him as the laboratoryโs doors slammed behind him. Perhaps it was a tad bit unnecessary to thank his coworker for the fourth time in the past half an hour, but one would rather be safe than sorry, right?
Rushing down the stairs, across the parking lot, jumping into his car and starting it in record time, he checked his watch again. Heโd have to account for commute time, but then there might be traffic- ack, he forgot about leaving some time for finding parking and the venue in the first place! He was planning to leave plenty of time before his high school reunion so he can shower, decide on an outfit, make sure his hair is fine, and so many other little things, but he could hardly deny his supervisor requesting the report finished, even if heโd have to go overtime. Hopefully, the clothes he always keeps as a backup at the lab will be enough, though Lucas still worries heโll underdress or overdress.
Before he even made a mile out, however, he was already caught up in a jam on the high way. He pushed his hair back to try and fix it again, pouted as it now looks worst, and checked his watch again.
This would be the first time heโs met up with any of his old friends in years, despite moving back to his hometown for two years ago. He had missed them plenty during college, especially the three he was closest with Toby, Adrian, Natโฆ Work has kept him busy, and he was afraid to bother them unnecessarily in case he was unwanted. Crap, he really hoped the latter wasnโt true. Maybe he can make up an excuse to leave the reunion early then. But isnโt that rude? And it's not like I'm afraidโฆ The thoughts kept swimming in his head, and the jam still refused to budge.
He knew he really shouldnโt be doing this now butโฆ Fishing for his lighter and pack guiltily, he swiftly pulled out a cigarette, lit it, before rolling down the windows. (Highschool hotboxing days have ruined his dadโs car. It already stunk before though) Drawing in a deep inhale before letting the smoke out, it took a couple more draws before he settled. Lucas knew if he just chews some gum before he heads in, no one will notice.
Eventually, the traffic did loosen up, and he eagerly pulled up into the country club. After parking his car and locking it twice, Lucas quickly made his way up to the venue, looking expectantly around. He spotted quite a few whom he recognized, before spotting Adrian and Toby at the corner. He paused in thought for a moment, before making his way over to the two, waving as he greeted tentatively, โHey guys, I hope Iโm not too late?โ
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lawfulawful, sanduke[/div] [div class=post]Natalia wasnโt sure how to feel right now. She only knew one thing, and it was that she was incredibly tired. But, it was nothing new to her. For the past years, she had lost count by now, she felt nothing but tired. If anything, she could barely remember the last time she truly felt happy or even alive. It had been at least a thousand days now since her, no, their โ twentieth birthday. The second her brotherโs life was gone, it was as if hers was too. She thought sheโd be okay, they told her that sheโd be okay eventually, but they were wrong. Natalia was not okay and she wasnโt sure if she would be. Her dull, brown eyes fixated on her reflection, but she did not see what her parents saw. She did not see what her friends saw. She did not see what Victor saw. Instead of happy, she saw sad and instead of joy, she saw misery. Her eyes roamed critically from one feature to another, her lips formed into a forced smile and her eyes faking brightness, cataloguing it into her brain for later when she needed it. โThatโll do,โ she murmured quietly, giving herself a small nod in approval, almost confirming to herself that she was ready to fake her way through the night. She wasnโt sure why she was going to the reunion, really. Being surrounded by familiar faces would just bring back memories from years ago, ones that contained her brother when they were happier and he should have been here with her like they had once spoken about. But, he wasnโt. Instead, she was going with Victor, who was, in fact, the one to have found out about the reunion and proposed the idea of going. Yet, something in the pits of her stomach felt different, she wasnโt sure what, though. โNatalia, come on! Weโre going to be late,โ Victorโs voice rang through her apartment, pushing her to grab her purse and make a beeline towards the exit. Soon, she found herself strapped into the passenger seat of Victorโs car. Exchanging a few words here and there about how she felt about the event, but mostly sitting in silence, the two were soon pulling up to the country club. Grateful that she didnโt have to return back to their actual high school, Natalia slowly but surely sauntered into the venue with Victor following suit, almost like a lost puppy. Instantly, she was greeted by people she knew once upon a time, old classmates, friends of friends, people that remembered her perfect brother. Natalie returned a fake smile and faked enthusiasm as she conversed. She always thought that life would be easier that way. To just pretend so nobody would have to worry about her. It wasnโt until her eyes laid on a group of familiar faces that she actually felt a tint of relief inside of her. Adrian, Lucas and Toby. It had been so long since the last time she spoke to them, but she never considered them strangers to her after they parted ways for university. They just lost contact and drifted apart after a while. โCome and meet my old friends, Victor.โ She chirped up, leading him towards the group, arms linked together. She had to admit that seeing them all together made her feel warm, and part of her almost wished that she could go back in time to her high schools days when life seemed better. โHey guys, itโs been so long!โ Natalia wasnโt usually a hugger, especially because over time, she eventually learned that she despised having her personal space invaded by people, especially strangers. But, these three were no strangers to her, and so, she greeted the three of them individually with short, but tight hugs. It was only until she hugged Adrian last that she finally introduced Victor to them โ โThis is Victor, heโs an old family friend.โ[/div][/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=credit][/div][div class=credit2 style="display: none;"]code + design by constellation[/div] [class=credit]position: absolute; top: 10px; left: 10px; font-size: 15px; color: #aec6cf; transition: 1s;[/class] [class=credit2]position: absolute; top: 20px; left: 20px; max-width: 160px; margin: 15px; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center; font-weight: 500; text-transform: lowercase; padding: 25px 30px; color: #aec6cf; border: 1px solid #e2e2e2; background: white;[/class] [class name="credit" state="hover"]cursor: url(https://66.media.tumblr.com/6fb38fc5e97353c67e3fc3a2e2b29bf9/tumblr_inline_ol4nwisGdu1uxxza6_75sq.png), auto!important; color: #557f90; transitions: 1s;[/class] [script class=credit on=mouseenter]fadeIn 1000 credit2[/script][script class=credit on=mouseleave]fadeOut 1000 credit2[/script]
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lawfulawful, sanduke[/div] [div class=post]Natalia wasnโt sure how to feel right now. She only knew one thing, and it was that she was incredibly tired. But, it was nothing new to her. For the past years, she had lost count by now, she felt nothing but tired. If anything, she could barely remember the last time she truly felt happy or even alive. It had been at least a thousand days now since her, no, their โ twentieth birthday. The second her brotherโs life was gone, it was as if hers was too. She thought sheโd be okay, they told her that sheโd be okay eventually, but they were wrong. Natalia was not okay and she wasnโt sure if she would be. Her dull, brown eyes fixated on her reflection, but she did not see what her parents saw. She did not see what her friends saw. She did not see what Victor saw. Instead of happy, she saw sad and instead of joy, she saw misery. Her eyes roamed critically from one feature to another, her lips formed into a forced smile and her eyes faking brightness, cataloguing it into her brain for later when she needed it. โThatโll do,โ she murmured quietly, giving herself a small nod in approval, almost confirming to herself that she was ready to fake her way through the night. She wasnโt sure why she was going to the reunion, really. Being surrounded by familiar faces would just bring back memories from years ago, ones that contained her brother when they were happier and he should have been here with her like they had once spoken about. But, he wasnโt. Instead, she was going with Victor, who was, in fact, the one to have found out about the reunion and proposed the idea of going. Yet, something in the pits of her stomach felt different, she wasnโt sure what, though. โNatalia, come on! Weโre going to be late,โ Victorโs voice rang through her apartment, pushing her to grab her purse and make a beeline towards the exit. Soon, she found herself strapped into the passenger seat of Victorโs car. Exchanging a few words here and there about how she felt about the event, but mostly sitting in silence, the two were soon pulling up to the country club. Grateful that she didnโt have to return back to their actual high school, Natalia slowly but surely sauntered into the venue with Victor following suit, almost like a lost puppy. Instantly, she was greeted by people she knew once upon a time, old classmates, friends of friends, people that remembered her perfect brother. Natalie returned a fake smile and faked enthusiasm as she conversed. She always thought that life would be easier that way. To just pretend so nobody would have to worry about her. It wasnโt until her eyes laid on a group of familiar faces that she actually felt a tint of relief inside of her. Adrian, Lucas and Toby. It had been so long since the last time she spoke to them, but she never considered them strangers to her after they parted ways for university. They just lost contact and drifted apart after a while. โCome and meet my old friends, Victor.โ She chirped up, leading him towards the group, arms linked together. She had to admit that seeing them all together made her feel warm, and part of her almost wished that she could go back in time to her high schools days when life seemed better. โHey guys, itโs been so long!โ Natalia wasnโt usually a hugger, especially because over time, she eventually learned that she despised having her personal space invaded by people, especially strangers. But, these three were no strangers to her, and so, she greeted the three of them individually with short, but tight hugs. It was only until she hugged Adrian last that she finally introduced Victor to them โ โThis is Victor, heโs an old family friend.โ[/div][/div][/div][/div][/div] [div class=credit][/div][div class=credit2 style="display: none;"]code + design by constellation[/div] [class=credit]position: absolute; top: 10px; left: 10px; font-size: 15px; color: #aec6cf; transition: 1s;[/class] [class=credit2]position: absolute; top: 20px; left: 20px; max-width: 160px; margin: 15px; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center; font-weight: 500; text-transform: lowercase; padding: 25px 30px; color: #aec6cf; border: 1px solid #e2e2e2; background: white;[/class] [class name="credit" state="hover"]cursor: url(https://66.media.tumblr.com/6fb38fc5e97353c67e3fc3a2e2b29bf9/tumblr_inline_ol4nwisGdu1uxxza6_75sq.png), auto!important; color: #557f90; transitions: 1s;[/class] [script class=credit on=mouseenter]fadeIn 1000 credit2[/script][script class=credit on=mouseleave]fadeOut 1000 credit2[/script]
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[div class=body][div class=scroll]abzogah was less than thrilled to be there, to say the least. there was no surprise there, but it didn't give her any reason not to show it. her distaste for the activity was clear on her face, her eyes caught in a half-glare. it was far too soon for her to feel like a mortal again, even if it had been a few centuries, but she hated the fact that she was urged to whine even more. her mortal wasn't anything impressive; a criminal, no less. her slight scowl seemed to deepen at the thought of it.
hasdiel's voice broke her out of her thoughts, and she shifted her attention to the other angel, brimming with positivity. "so, how is everyone? i feel like i haven't seen you all in ages!" abzogah raised an eyebrow at the girl, feeling the briefest stab of disgrace in her heart. it had been long, and abzogah preferred not to discuss why. she knew hasdiel had meant well, but she had not yet recovered her injured pride. she said nothing as the other 3 quibbled back and forth, her gaze drifting between the angels as they spoke. it seemed there were two distinct emotions in the car, and abzogah shared azrael's sentiments. the two were more alike than she realised, and it'd possibly been a miracle they'd even become friends during her time roaming the world. anael and hasdiel were two sides of the same coin, and abzogah noted how little the two had changed over the years. anael was still flirtatious, and hasdiel was bright as ever, almost irritatingly so.
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