Room 407, Tuesday afternoon-evening-night

Apr 15, 2008 17:47

Sky was sitting at his desk, reviewing his notes. He was uncharacteristically squeamish and nervous, unable to sit still, tapping his feet, then his pencil, then drumming his fingers on the side of a nearby bottle of water. Maybe because the door was open, in the fervent hope that a certain someone he hadn't spoken to in over a week was around ( Read more... )

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oncourtandstage April 15 2008, 22:35:39 UTC
Troy practically bounced into the room. "HIII!" he said, practically squeeing. "I am so sorry I've not been around, Kelsi -- a friend from back home -- had me on the phone basically all weekend, and before that some other friends kept calling me, and it was just... I basically haven't left my room 'cause the phone wouldn't stop ringing."

He paused. "Did I mention that sometimes, I hate my friends? Especially when they keep me away from my boyfriend."

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redintraining April 15 2008, 22:38:04 UTC
Sky blinked at Troy, taking a moment to absorb all of that.

"Ah... hey. I was wondering where you'd been," he said, standing up and fidgeting. "I'm glad it was just that."

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oncourtandstage April 15 2008, 22:52:33 UTC
"Sorry!" Troy said again. "I didn't even... Chad and Ryan have just gotten together, and then the school found out about it, and Chad's been having some problems with it and threatening to break it off with Ryan, but he doesn't really mean it, he's just scared, and Ryan's upset about that and keeps calling me for advice because I've known Chad since pre-school, and that's resolved, at least for the moment, but then Kelsi started calling me because... I still don't understand what she was talking about when she called. Something about the new show she's writing.

"So what's been going on with you?"

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redintraining April 15 2008, 22:55:37 UTC
"It's OK, really," said Sky, smiling slightly. "You don't have to explain, I just... you know that ever since that happened, I worry about you." Another little fidget. He was itching to speak what was on his mind, but felt stupid even as he considered it and held his tongue. "Nothing much has been going on with me. I had an exciting weekend, but that's it."

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