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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Mar 29, 2012 20:05:24 GMT
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Mar 30, 2012 4:12:21 GMT
"Why are you laughhhhinggg at me!" Chase whined as he made his pouty face. Brent was totally being a butt right now. A big, huge butt. hahahhahahaha A butt. Chase really shouldn't drink any of those energy drinks right now.
"I didn't think it'd have an effect on me, Boo-boo! Now I can't stop tapping my foot! Make it stoppppp!" Chase was literally almost freaking out he was so hyper. Definitely not drinking one of those things ever again.
"Why wouldn't you trust me on one! I'd like... Jump to the sky! Think of how awesome that'd be, boo-boo!" He decided to take Brent's advice though. To not stand around. It wasn't good to stand around while you're this hyper.
"Then dance with me!" Chase said as he grabbed Brent's hand in one of his own and put the other on his waist. Quickly forcing Brent into a weird sort of dance. Chase wasn't the best dancer...
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Mar 30, 2012 5:02:45 GMT
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Mar 30, 2012 5:17:21 GMT
"Why do I feel like you're not helping me because you find this hilarious, when in reality it isn't that funny." Chase was talking really fast. He needed to talk fast or his mind would skip on him. Not that it didn't happen normally either.
"Brenntttttt! I wanna jump on the Tramp-oh-liney to the sky!" Chase pouted again. He really did want to jump on one of those things. He would make Brent take him to one later. Oh yes. Definitely.
"YESSS! TIME TO DANCE, BOO-BOO!" Chase yelled it as they were dancing. He kept stepping on Brent's toes, but he didn't care, because Brent was awesome and would forgive him and totally let him dance no matter what. Chase kind of wanted this sugar buzz to be over with, yet dancing with Brent was kind of fun. He had to admit. "Shall we kill tonight?!" Chase laughed, saying one of the first song titles that came to his mind.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Mar 30, 2012 5:28:26 GMT
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Mar 30, 2012 5:41:38 GMT
Chase didn't even know what was happening when all of a sudden he had a head rush and he could barely focus his eyes. His head was pounding insanely. But he wasn't hyper anymore.
"Boo-boo... my head hurts." Chase whined as he stopped dancing. "And I'm really tired." Chase's eyes were going back in his head as he was showing on the outside just how tired he really was. He was never drinking an energy drink again. Ever.
"What is happening meee!" Chase whined again. He had one of the worst headaches in the world and all wanted to do was sleep. Chase leaned his head on Brent's shoulder and wrapped his arms around his waste. "Chay-Chay tired." He couldn't even make full sentences. It was far too much work right now.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Mar 30, 2012 5:50:07 GMT
[/i] you have an energy drink." Brent smiled at Chase who was being too cute for his own good right now. "Come on." he sighed, untangling himself from Chase, grabbing his hand and pulling him into the living room. "Sit." he ordered, pointing at the sofa with his free hand.[/color][/font][/ul] |
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Mar 30, 2012 5:55:46 GMT
"No energy drinks... right. But it tasted really good!" Chase said in a rather lame attempt at defending his choice. He was never going to a petrol station without someone that knew muggle foods and drinks anymore. Never.
Chase whined a little as Brent untangled himself, but was happy when Brent still held onto his hand. He was pulled into Brent's living room and told to sit on the couch. He obliged the order, but instead of sitting he curled up on his side with his knees pulled up toward his chest and his arms tucked under into his chest as well.
"My head hurrtttsss. Make it feel better, Boo-Boo." Chase whined again. He came here to cheer Brent up and now Brent was going taking care of him. How did things shift that much.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Mar 30, 2012 18:21:15 GMT
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Mar 30, 2012 19:14:40 GMT
Chase kind of lost what was going on as he slowly drifted into unconsciousness. He vaguely remembered Brent sitting next to him, and Chase reaching up and putting his hand on Chase's thigh, but that was really all.
When Chase had finally opened his eyes, he smiled when he still felt Brent next to him. He didn't leave. Chase slowly sat up. His head was feeling a lot better and he seemed to be completely back to normal.
He smiled over at Brent. "You sat by me the entire time? How long was I sleeping?" Chase asked in a sort of daze.
"Remind me never to go to a muggle petrol station again without you next time." Chase told him. Brent would know what things Chase should and shouldn't have or drink. Chase knew nothing about muggle things. Sure, he grew up half muggleish. But that meant nothing. He still had known more about wizarding things than muggle things.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Mar 30, 2012 19:31:08 GMT
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Mar 30, 2012 19:56:17 GMT
Just over two hours "Fuck! I didn't mean to come here and sleep!" Chase said, looking apologetic at Brent. "I'm sorry." Chase wanted to come here and take Brent's mind off of Maryn. And he was stupid enough to pick up a random muggle drink and go fucking crazy over it.
"Why do I have a strange feeling that your 'definitely will' means you'll take me and give me something worse because you found this hilarious?" Chase smirked and laughed at him. Resting his head on Brent's shoulder not because he was tired, but because he wanted to be close to Chase.
"We can still jam if you want. Or we can do whatever you want. I'm open for idea's, Boo-Boo." Chase smiled at him. This was what he loved.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Mar 30, 2012 20:17:40 GMT
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Post by Chase McKinney-Jackson on Mar 31, 2012 17:57:42 GMT
Brent may have passed it off as nothing, but it did mean a lot to Chase. Him sitting there with him was cute in Chase's eyes. "Well, thanks anyways." Chase decided just to mumble it. He really did like how Brent had just sat with him.
"How did I know it?" Chase laughed. "Oh right. I know you." It would be so Brent to do something to make himself laugh at someone else's expense. Chase didn't really mind it, as long as Brent was happy. That was really all he ever cared about.
"You have to have something you want to do." Chase told him with a slight laugh. "We could always work on the new music you wrote. That one you showed everyone at the band meeting. The music needs to be written for the lyrics. We could get a head start." Chase suggested. "Or we could just sit here like lazy asses since we're on a break from work." Chase laughed, he was always lazy during his break. Oh hell, he was always lazy. Period.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Apr 1, 2012 6:04:01 GMT
[/i] too well." Brent laughed too, "But it's not like I'd laugh at everyone's misfortune. Just yours." Okay. That was another lie; Brent definitely would laugh at everyone's misfortune but that made him feel a little guilty when it was put like that so there was no way he was going to admit it. Brent was torn. Be lazy or make music? It was a tough decision and Brent often stuggled with really simple decision. There was no way he'd choose an option now, he'd be here until the start of next term. "I dunnooo. Don't make me choose!" he pouted, giving Chase the cutest face he could manage right now. Brent had to say, that was probably really cute.[/color][/font][/ul] |
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