"Yeah, it's Nathan. I'm not here obviously but if you leave a message, I'm sure my secretary will deliver the message to me."

Pause.

"After she's done blowing me."

Nathan hadn't gone to the dance (he'd been a little too wired to do anything but head to the mainland to find some nice girl who wouldn't call) but he had gotten flowers (including a set from...himself but he'd figured out who they were from after a while) and he'd actually taken care to put both Caroline's and Kate's in a decent vase so they ( Read more... )

Nathan really needed a fucking hobby. Okay, wait, scratch that, Nathan needed a hobby that wasn't revolving around sex, alcohol and drugs because he had those covered. He needed something to do because right now he was really fucking bored ( Read more... )

Nathan hadn't done it intentionally but somehow, both his classes had ended up scheduled on Friday. And while that made for a long Friday, it made for an even longer weekend which was what Nathan was celebrating right the fuck now.

There was music going (loud but not overwhelmingly loud) and a cigarette dangling from his lips and something amber ( Read more... )

Nathan was starting to get fucking pissed. Okay no, he was passed fucking pissed and heading rapidly towards the point of throwing a full on temper tantrum just like a child. He'd done it before and he'd damn sure do it again if he had to ( Read more... )

The bender the previous night hadn't been that good of an idea. At first, it had seemed like a fucking great idea considering the amount of stress and emo this island like to force feed him but now, as he was dealing with an epic hangover, he was beginning to wonder if all of this shit had a point. And when he realized he was feeling sorry for ( Read more... )

Nathan was pretty fucking bored. Sure, he'd had class to entertain him but it hadn't really done the trick. He'd done fucking jack shit since the trip and he apparently couldn't break himself out of that rut. Maybe there was a trip to England in his future, back home to where Kelly could read his mind and he could make fun of Barry and not have ( Read more... )

Even after doing absolutely nothing last night, Nathan still felt like ass. He wasn't sure what the fuck he was dying of (yes, he thought he was dying) but he knew it fucking sucked and he wanted to fucking pass out since that meant he wouldn't feel so shitty anymore. He was choosing to blame Kelly for bringing her gross germs overseas and ( Read more... )

Tonight's entertainment was being provided via text message by Kelly. Apparently, she'd punched some slag at a club and said slag had told her fucking mum of all things and Kelly was now being harassed by this woman to apologize to her daughter. Nathan figured it wasn't quite as extravagant as Kelly was making it out to be but he didn't give a ( Read more... )

"I fucking hate the entire fucking world!" Nathan bellowed as soon as he found his way back to his own room. He slammed the door behind him and made sure to lock it because this past weekend did not fucking exist. The only good thing about today was that his cigarettes were back and he could immediately start chain smoking ( Read more... )