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smash_logs2010-10-26 01:12 pm
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Baby come back
Who: Pit, Jeff Angel
What:make up make out make up make out log
When: Oct. 26th
Where: outside, on campus
Warnings: tsunderes and teh ghey I mean no I mean yeah okay
It had been over a week since Pit moved out. It had taken less than that for Jeff to start spending all his time in the library in order to avoid their room. His room.
Not that he would ever admit it out loud, but sometimes silence wasn't always golden. Of course he enjoyed the solidarity for the first few days. He could listen to his music as loud as he wanted. He could stretch out in the room, not worrying about being presentable in another's company. He didn't have to listen to energetic babbling about the stupidest, most obvious things ever. It was bliss.
Or at least it had been. And then the silence set in. Jeff started to realize that it was a little more difficult to focus on his homework without the angel's constant chattering in the background. And that listening to his music was boring without the angel randomly dancing in the middle of the room. And that maybe, just maybe, sitting by himself in that suddenly large room was just the tiniest bit... lonely.
He could never say that, though. Especially not to the angel's face. So that was why he was currently on his way to the library. To pick out some more books to read. And certainly not so he could distract himself from that silent, empty room.
What:
When: Oct. 26th
Where: outside, on campus
Warnings: tsunderes and teh ghey I mean no I mean yeah okay
It had been over a week since Pit moved out. It had taken less than that for Jeff to start spending all his time in the library in order to avoid their room. His room.
Not that he would ever admit it out loud, but sometimes silence wasn't always golden. Of course he enjoyed the solidarity for the first few days. He could listen to his music as loud as he wanted. He could stretch out in the room, not worrying about being presentable in another's company. He didn't have to listen to energetic babbling about the stupidest, most obvious things ever. It was bliss.
Or at least it had been. And then the silence set in. Jeff started to realize that it was a little more difficult to focus on his homework without the angel's constant chattering in the background. And that listening to his music was boring without the angel randomly dancing in the middle of the room. And that maybe, just maybe, sitting by himself in that suddenly large room was just the tiniest bit... lonely.
He could never say that, though. Especially not to the angel's face. So that was why he was currently on his way to the library. To pick out some more books to read. And certainly not so he could distract himself from that silent, empty room.
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"I'm. I'm sorry. For what I did at that day. I shouldn't have been so mad like that." Strangled for words, he took a breath and a moment to fish around for some more. "And then I pretended my feelings were something else, boasted I was having soooo much fun just to prove a point- a point that wasn't even true. Um, that point... here's the point I was trying to hide." He pulled an awkward face, glanced away for a moment, then landed his eyes back on Jeff. "The point is... I missed you."