Posts by Itsametaphor

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knowing today was the day, he woke up very early. "babe," he shook clary. "wake up, we need to go to your house so you can pack." kissing her cheek, he went to the bathroom to change into fresh clothes. he set clary's clothes on the bed and knew both his parents were at work. he had no siblings, which sucked because whenever he was home, there was nothing to do. he opened his window and shivered as the semi-cold morning weather hit him for the first time that day.

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As he had packed the night before, he set everything on his bed. Suitcase with clothes and shoes and bathroom
Materials . Then a carry on bag with chargers and all that. he got pen and paper and simply wrote bye, thanks for putting me through a living hell. He stuck it on the door and headed to clarys house. He climbed in, and sat on her bed.

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It wasn't the fact that Jean had put his arm around Chester but the fact that butterflies appeared in his stomach. Once they reached the car, he frowned because he realized that he had to part from the arm. He felt safe? Didn't take long to get back home as traffic wasn't that bad at this time. He entered his room and grabbed the controller "you pick"

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he lifted her head with his finger. "faith.." he pushed his lips against hers gently, forming one of those passionate kisses. pulling away, he murmured, "ive always loved you too, faith."as they sat there, he realized it had become a lot later than it was supposed to. "faith, we have to leave now. ask the doctor if you can stay the night.."

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"your crying. dont come if your going to cry. if your going to miss your family, stay here." he rubbed her arms and got ready to jump the small height that was between her window and the ground. "i'll miss you."

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"dude, i dont want to play this. you always win and its no fun." he frowned and set his controller down. he crossed his arms like a seven year old and basically pouted.

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"no." he looked into his eyes, and saw something. almost.. something almost like 'like'. like the kind where you like someone. he was questioning his sexuality then and there. he had the urge to kiss. but that may just ruin their friendship.

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he pulled her into his arms for a hug, and smiled. "i love you too." there was definitely a different meaning behind their usual i love you. he kissed her cheek, and waited. "i have money to buy plane tickets. tell me when your ready."

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ooc; i literally want to make the first move with the character, but then i feel like jean should make it since he looked at the lips first cx

ic; "did you bring call of duty?" he asked, getting off of his bed and taking out the video game he had hated. "be right back." he headed down to the kitchen, to get a few snacks, and see a note from his parents. they worked together. and once again they were gone, for a week this time. he tore the note up and sat down against the counter holding his knees. "might as well not have any parents," he mumbled to himself.

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"oh uh nothing jean. Let's go back." He grabbed the food he had gathered and made his way upstairs. He saw call of duty on the tv screen and sat behind his controller. "Ready?" He asked once jean came up with more food

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Ooc;; that's a smart idea :3

Ic; Nate plopped himself on the bed and he almost fell asleep. Jet lag was really bad. He noticed there was only one bed and smiled to himself. "Think I'm taking a nap. What are you going to do ?"

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"of course i remember him, clary. and you know i don't like him." he said sitting up. "and if your going over there, im going too." he frowned and put his shoes on. "just tell me when your ready." he walked past her, and washed his face. man, he looked like poop right then and there. he shook off the water and used a his shirt to clean his face.

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the game was on a mode, where is randomizes places and people that they had to taid and kill. he had spawned not near his friend, but in an old clock tower. one that had already spawned the person he was to kill. pushing the R button, he shot at the guys head, missing the first time. he did it again, and finally killed him. "jean where the fick are you?"

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what she said. it hurt him. he just didnt want anyone trying to be 'mister steal yo girl'. he looked at her and his face showed a little bit of anger and sadness. she didnt realize that he loved her. and not like their best friend type of love. he walked out of the apartment door and slammed it when he closed it. once outside, he sat against the wall. he took his phone out and began scrolling through his social media sites to calm himself down.

// will reply later bc low internet sorry

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after a few minutes, he walked back inside. Nate slowly made his way back to the room. he saw her curled up on the bed, but not so asleep. he sat on the bed and rubbed her arm. "im sorry, clary." he sighed. "i just dont want him taking you away from me." he mumbled.

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he moved the controls around, as he made his way downstairs. he looked around every which way and soon made it to the door. chester groaned when he realized that he would have to break down the door. pushing 'y' on the d-pad he bagna to break down the door. it took a while but he finally made it. "im here/"

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"Fuck." He screamed. He forced his thumb down on 'r' and began shooting. Took him a couple of reloads but he finally killed the enemy without dying. "I'm bored jeaaan." He whined after a minute.

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"Well sorry for loving you." He took his hoes back off and fell asleep. The jet lag was even worse now. Little noises came out of his mouth as he slept. Basically he snored. He didn't dream of anything, and surprisingly it was a peaceful sleep.