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Elder Member
(Name: Ian Torbin Brandfield, Age: 18)
Today was a special day. At least for one Mr. Ian Torbin Brandfield it was. Today the young man was officially turning 18. And the boy's lover had a special surprise for him. At least, so he said. Guess Ian would find out. It was a gentle mist of rain outside as Ian waited, but the youth didn't mind. In fact, Ian found the rain felt good against his warm fleshy skin.
Gently the boy's head bobbed to the music he had going on from his iPod to his ears from his headphones while Ian waited for his significant other to pick him up that night, not hearing one of the neighborhood's dogs barking constantly at something or another thanks to the music drowning out the annoying barking.
The night was quiet otherwise in the suburbs except for the occasional car driving over the wet dampened streets, spraying up a bit of the rain that had been falling all day. But the rain hadn't deteriorated Ian's mood. Far from doing that in fact.
Suddenly a vehicle pulled up in the driveway, and a half grin lifted Ian's lips, the boy quickly shutting off his iPod and taking down his headphones, quickly standing and heading over to the car and climbing in the passenger side, closing the door with a bit of an echoing thud, the rain pattering over their heads and against the windshields as Ian buckled himself in, his heart already pounding against the innards of his chest.