Post-shift, Ezra was enjoying some very well-deserved relaxation by doing nothing. He thought it was well-deserved, anyway. He'd had to stand around at a store all day! And not even eat the candy that he was surrounded with? Did anyone understand what strength of will that called for when you were someone like him? He thought not ( Read more... )

It'd been almost two weeks. Ezra was starting to be okay. Which was to say, he'd repressed the hell out of the fact that he'd seen --

You know what? No. Let's just not go there. He'd been thoroughly over it once he'd stopped shaking and wanting to puke his guts out (after he'd felt like he already had). And that had been the very same day already ( Read more... )

Even if it was largely handwavy Ezra was having a great week of meeting some new people around the island and then getting better acquainted with them. He remembered this from last year, too, and he appreciated it for what it was: a brief moment in time when other people seemed to exist in a world that was a little closer to his. Because let's face ( Read more... )

Ezra was having a lazy day ( Read more... )

After his stint at the picnic, Ezra was finally unpacking his bags without the intention of re-packing them anytime too soon. He'd even been told there weren't any specific Coterie assignments on the horizon, although he wasn't exactly type to take that without a grain of salt. Still, he wasn't about to have a bag waiting around for the next time ( Read more... )

Ezra had missed all of last week's hubbub on the island. Various kinds of Coterie stuff back home, nothing very interesting. Nothing worth reporting to anyone on ( Read more... )

Ezra'd been gone for a couple of days.

Some Coterie stuff to deal with right after the break. And some quality time with Lock and Ava -- separately, because apparently they'd cycled back to being very weird around each other right now. Sigh, it was such a hassle. Why couldn't they think of their kid Ezra? So inconsiderate. He didn't want two ( Read more... )

Ava and Lock had meant to come visit this weekend. Or possibly Ava or Lock, since they were still being weird around each other. Because they were idiots. But in the end, neither ended up being able to come by. Some Coterie whatever, the usual. Alistair with an errand or something ( Read more... )

Ezra had stolen a stereo earlier in the week.

He hadn't exactly forgotten about it, but things had come up since then and kept him distracted. So he hadn't really been thinking about it, either. In fact, he wasn't thinking about it right now, either ( Read more... )

So far, Ezra's new term was off to a great start. The picnic had been very good to him. Very good. Stellar, even. It had been a great reminder of just how unbelievably attractive this island was, and why it was worth sticking around even though he had to frequently drive back up to Boston for all his Coterie business ( Read more... )