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Current Four years, such a long time. But after figuring out my life, and dealing with too much shit to count, I’m ready to start again!
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It's amazing. I'm actually typing on a keyboard and not on my phone. What is this madness. I'm so likely now to have typos without auto correct hahaha. In some ways I'm actually slower at this then at my phone. @Arista
Adrian snarled in her face, then was quite startled as Enna's hand joined his own on her neck. He could have quite easily focused all of the raging turmoil in his body into his hand, and fried her. But he restrained himself. He knew Enna wouldn't appreciate him killing her. He released her, stepping back to give Enna room to operate. He growled, low and rumbling, fire spearing to dance inside his eyes. He watched her leave, his lips pulling back from his slightly sharpened teeth. He turned and enveloped her in his arms, taking a deep startled breath at the drastic difference in temperature. He began to speak, his voice containing a deeper, more animalistic sound," why is it that every time I do something else something bad happens."

His head turned slightly as the twins entered, letting out a grunt at his question. "Clerk women decided to Coke and challenge Enna while I was in the shower." He stalked over to the bag, searching through them before finding pants his size, yanking them on to be more clothed then previously. @Arista
Why the double positive? XD merry Christmas to you as well. Thanks, just really busy. I've worked every day this week, and ugh. Thankfully off tomorrow though. @Arista
He slowly rose from the desk as the bell rang, confusion causing his eyebrows to furrow together. He didn't understand. And he felt oddly connected to her. He wasn't going to his next class. Decision was made. He wouldn't be able to focus. He collected his bag, before disappearing down the hall, heading to his secret retreat. He just hoped his father wouldn't be home soon to hear about his ditching. Entering into the library, he slipped along the wall and to a darker part, sitting down on the ground with his back against a bookshelf. Reaching to his side, he untucked a book from behind some others, before opening it. Several pages had his writing on it.

He collected his pencil, starting from where he last left off. He would continue like he always did, write as much as he could about what happens in his dreams until the pain wins over and he could no longer write about the situation. Several of the pages had this exact same process on it, but simply from slightly different situations that he had experienced. @Arista
Letting out a long, drawn out yawn, he slowly turned off the shower water, grabbing a towel. He dried himself off, and stepped out, working on pulling on his underwear when he heard the snarls coming from the other room. He burst through the door, snarling deep in his chest. At the sight of the clerk, he quickly moved, grabbing her by her neck before slamming her into the nearest wall, holding her slightly off of the ground. He snarled, his face mere inches from hers.

"If you so much as lay a finger on her you will find yourself dead faster then you can scream." The water running down his neck and shoulders turned into steam, the water on him evaporating as waves of heat rolled off his body. So much for cooling himself down. It didn't phase him at all how barely clothed he was, he was merely focusing on removing the threat to Enna. He wouldn't let anything happen to her, not again. @Arista
So, apparently break equals you have no time because work, fantastic hahaha

My teachers still haven't put in the grades. Any of them. Ughhh @Arista
He looked down at the desk, taking a sharp inhalation. He rested his face in his hands, shaking his head very slightly. There was no way on earth he was going to be able to focus, in calculus no less. He let out a puff of air, absentmindedly running his fingers over the scars on his arms. The ones on his back were much less noticeable, they twinged in pain, but the arm was the easiest to react to and try to diminish. There was no way he could tell her how he saw the exact same thing in his sleep, just from a different perspective.

His fingers rubbed at his temples, feeling the headache setting in. Like little people were taking hammers to the front part of his head. He looked up at the board, before blinking in confusion. He zoned out for too long, and now he didn't have a clue what on earth the teacher was talking about. Story of his life. @Arista
Winter break has started, had my first really available time to talk since last. Hectic.

Thank reminds me. Wonder if finals are up. @Arista
He gently kissed her head, nodding in reply. His hand rubbed her back, before he gently pried himself out of her arms. He walked over to the bathroom, removing his shirt as he went, but keeping his pants on for now. Once inside the bathroom, he closed the door, taking off the remaining clothes and getting in the shower. He set it on lukewarm, warm enough that he wouldn't be in a state of shivering but cold enough to cool him down a bit.

He stood under the water for a while, his thoughts drifting here and there, completely using track of time. After finally cleaning himself, he stepped out, drying himself quickly, running his towel quickly over his hair and effectively drying it in a very short time. The perks of short hair, needless to say. @Arista
Thanks, and hopefully it should. The first half wasn't too bad, and there is an insane curve on the scores. Like a 65 would end up being an A. But if it all goes well next semester, I hopefully won't need to be taking any of my classes finals. @Arista
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