Simon sits on the park bench, looking down at his cellphone with the greatest amount of anxiety the human world has ever known. The boy takes a few secure puff of his inhaler, shakes the canister, and then pockets it back into his jeans. This is it, isn't it ( Read more... )

Cold air surrounded him, even the steam that left his trembling lips. Cold; colder than ice. It had its own feeling, its own emotion. This wasn't fear, no. Fear had left this boy hours ago, leaving him encased in madness to fester and perish. A monster was chasing him. An unending hell that would eat him alive if he stopped running. He just had to ( Read more... )

He'd been sitting on the front step for what seemed like hours before Simon finally looked down at his cellphone. His grey mittens hugged the tiny appliance and thumbed in a number and lifted its cool shell to his ski-capped ear. It was ringing before he had a chance to figure out what he really wanted. Whatever was on his mind was starting to make ( Read more... )

It took him a while to creep into Paul's room to steal the Cabaret wig, but he made it. It was a tricky set-up and one he wasn't sure was going to end well in the long run. But, he feels this may help someone who's down.

Simon -- No, sorry. Asamar lays on the couch with the laptop on his stomach, eyeing the chat window. A few clicks and a lit ( Read more... )

So. Much. Cake ( Read more... )

Fuck. Fuck! This was one of the worst nights in his entire life. It was bad enough that he couldn't stop himself when he should have with Julian, and now Teddy? Wonderful. Just fucking wonderful. The nearest public bathroom out of sight of the park is where he takes up space, leaning over the sink until the water runs murky with his eyeshadow. The ( Read more... )

Simon sniffles softly as he runs a finger under his red, chilly nose. Aching fingers press in the number for the gas station Teddy was hired by, soon pushing the cellphone to his ear as he hurriedly walks down the street for the station. He is a man on a mission, tonight. Maybe it was the phases of the moon or something. Who knew? Who cared? O__o ( Read more... )

Simon and Teddy stood outside the house, waiting for the girls to arrive. He had told Amsha that he and Teddy where going to go meet up with some kids at Denny's so they could discuss where Julian might be. Not a complete lie. They were even doing one better. They were going to check the address of an E. Garak to see if Julian might have wandered ( Read more... )

Snow everywhere. Nevermind that Simon shouldn't have been out this late, but he had to think. Being outside always seemed to help clear his head. Lights out had been hours ago, and he hadn't stepped inside to even change after the snowball fight earlier. The lanky boy managed to weasel his way back into the cabin, tip toeing carefully through the ( Read more... )

Rassafrassa. He really is over-reacting. And shouldn't be going out with the coughing fits he's been having lately. But, of course, the boy listens rarely to his own needs. Simon rummages through his room for his boots and coat, ignoring his grogginess that seems to make him sluggish. He logs off of the computers and sits out in the hallway, ( Read more... )