[Open Thread]
What: Shikamaru taking a stroll down campus
Who: Shikamaru + anyone else that would like to join in.
When: Monday evening
Where: Hamato Café
Rating: PG-13 if Shika gets a mouth on him....
Open/Closed To: Anyone
His eyes traced the the small campus as he walked almost mechanically in that slow pace. There was no bounce to his step, no care in the world really other than the joy he was recieving from the nicotine carefully placed between his lips with upmost satisfaction. If one carefully looked they could see the small smirk that encompassed the corners of his lips. Smoking was good for stress, it just smelled like shit. It also made your throat burn to high heaven, so there was good reason Shikamaru wasn't quite the chain smoker as his father.
However if school persisted in being a pain, that may be a route to rethink later.
Letting his ridiculously slow feet carry him he found himself in front of the cafe. With a bored expression he looked across into the window wondering if he should bother. He really had nothing left to do for the night. Never did really other than sleep and the last couple of nights had been interupted by a neighbor that couldn't keep his pants on and obviously neither could his girlfriend.
As a puffy cloud of smoke escaped from his cigarette he shrugged just before waltzing inside. Now that he was in there, what the hell was he going to do? The tables were scattered with wide-eyed students already trying to get in the daily read of 50 plus pages for homework. He laughed.
Who: Shikamaru + anyone else that would like to join in.
When: Monday evening
Where: Hamato Café
Rating: PG-13 if Shika gets a mouth on him....
Open/Closed To: Anyone
His eyes traced the the small campus as he walked almost mechanically in that slow pace. There was no bounce to his step, no care in the world really other than the joy he was recieving from the nicotine carefully placed between his lips with upmost satisfaction. If one carefully looked they could see the small smirk that encompassed the corners of his lips. Smoking was good for stress, it just smelled like shit. It also made your throat burn to high heaven, so there was good reason Shikamaru wasn't quite the chain smoker as his father.
However if school persisted in being a pain, that may be a route to rethink later.
Letting his ridiculously slow feet carry him he found himself in front of the cafe. With a bored expression he looked across into the window wondering if he should bother. He really had nothing left to do for the night. Never did really other than sleep and the last couple of nights had been interupted by a neighbor that couldn't keep his pants on and obviously neither could his girlfriend.
As a puffy cloud of smoke escaped from his cigarette he shrugged just before waltzing inside. Now that he was in there, what the hell was he going to do? The tables were scattered with wide-eyed students already trying to get in the daily read of 50 plus pages for homework. He laughed.