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Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 11:27 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 12:08 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 12:20 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 12:48 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 1:17 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 8:29 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 3:29 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 8:50 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 9:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 11:43 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 1:37 am
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(Sorry my intro is so long, my posts will get shorter soon. xD I just ramble a lot is all.)
Eric was sitting in the bedroom of his dorm, studying again. Or at least trying to. He knew that he and his friends were planning to go to the bar tonight and he knew that he should try to study at least a little bit beforehand, but his brain wouldn't focus on the words in the old, dog-eared textbook. He was thinking about her again. There were too many emotions to correctly decipher just one: was there anger, sadness, betrayal, hurt, confusion, the feeling of being led on? Yes, and too many others that had as yet gone unnamed. He continued to study, but all of the efforts only were in vain. The words blurred on the page and swirled together until they were completely unreadable and tangled together. If he'd only had a dog, he could always just tell the teacher that the dog ate his homework. "Hey, Eric?" This was his roommate, a fellow medical student who had recently broken his arm in a sports accident and was taking some time off because of it. "Want to play the Kinect with me?" His roommate knew that he had been intending to study, but this guy was just one of those people that craved attention twenty-four hours a day. At least being a doctor isn't a lonely profession, Eric thought as he put down his textbook and took off his reading glasses, which always made him look owlish. "Sure," he said. There was still a while yet before he would head off to the bar with his friends, and maybe at least having to pay attention to avoid the risk of losing would take his mind off of things.
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She always cried afterwards. It was as though there was an endless reservoir of tears, saved just for these types of occasions. There was nothing she could do about the tears once they came, and that was something that she resented. The girl who was so strong and so inpermeable on the outside was a wuss and a crier on the inside, even after all these years. She didn't even trust herself to speak when her boyfriend said quietly, "Are you okay?" He cared about her so much, or so it seemed. He paid the rent because her nightclub singing barely gave her enough pay to buy groceries, and he said he loved her every day. He said one day they would buy a better house, when they had enough money. They could get married someday. But still Eden Corwin wasn't sure he was sincere in his promises. She turned away from her boyfriend almost shyly and got dressed, trying to push away the echoing of an all too familiar voice as she did. He was watching her, sitting up in bed now and looking handsome. Josh was one of those guys that was all bark and no bite, because he didn't really have it in him to fight. He had been taught better than that, Eden supposed as she put on a tight miniskirt. "Are you really going out in that?" Josh didn't really like the way she dressed, but it wasn't like she could even afford to go out and buy new clothes. She'd have to give up eating for months. Eden ignored the remark and got dressed into shiny black stilettos with a red heel, a black and dark gray corset shirt and of course the miniskirt. Unfortunately, she would have to redo her makeup because she had been dumb enough to cry. She clip-clopped into the dirty bathroom where both of their things had been thrown around everywhere as though a tornado had hit, and began to locate her makeup through the mess.
She was done in about a half-hour, and if she'd ever had the decency to dress in a classier way Eden Corwin could be a stunningly beautiful young woman with her long brown hair and green eyes the color of envy itself. Josh was going to be giving her a ride to the bar, but would only be dropping her off because he couldn't handle drinking very well. Or so he said. She waited by the door of their apartment while he searched for his keys, and hoped he wouldn't be too long.
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 12:13 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 4:45 pm
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(Sorry! I kinda sorta based her off of Dolores from She's Come Undone.)
Even though his arm was in a sling, Eric's roommate was still very skilled with the Kinect. Eric supposed it was because he wasn't really the sporty type, and never had been, while his roommate was playing football in the womb. There were quite a few losses on Eric's behalf when suddenly he remembered that he would be going to the bar tonight with his friends. He paused his character by stepping away from the sensor, which seemed to surprise his roommate. "I have to go, man. It's been fun." Sometimes, when he went to the bar Eric wasn't completely sure how long he would be gone. He usually tried to be home on the same night, though. "Sure you don't want to lose another game?" "I'm sure. See you later." Eric went into the bathroom and briefly looked himself over - he had showered and brushed his teeth a little earlier today, and was dressed in simple dark jeans and a long-sleeved shirt. All he really needed to do before leaving was put on a jacket and some shoes. He quickly did, and with another goodbye to his roommate went to dig his car out from the snow. Maybe he would have time to put gas in it too, weather permitting.
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Stopped at a red light, Josh paused to examine his girlfriend. She was looking out the window and so wouldn't catch his gaze or call him out on it. Eden had completed her not-safe-for-work ensemble by schrunching her hair into waves and applying glossy lipstick, as well as a whole bunch of black eyeliner. The one thing that was missing was a jacket, for God's sake! "You know, the snow won't stop anytime soon." Eden ignored him, watching the snowflakes fall onto the windshield infront of them. Josh sighed. But he didn't say anything else because the light changed and the person behind him honked to let him know it was time to get going.
The old sedan stopped at a curb near the parking lot at the bar, still idly running as Eden and Josh said their goodbyes. "Do you have your phone?" "Yeah." Eden was a woman of few words, Josh thought with a brief flash of frustration. He kissed her goodbye for a few long seconds, hoping as always she wouldn't come back to the apartment on the arm of another man. He knew she was flirty, but how far would she take it before drawing a line - especially if she got drunk? Eden was the first to pull away, as though she might have sensed his thoughts, and with a murmured goodbye she was out the door. There was almost instantly a wolf-whistle in Eden's direction from a nearby car full of yahoos, and she smiled ... well, smirked at them. Feeling frustration boil inside of him, Josh turned around with a squeal of the car and drove home to the apartment they shared.
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 11:56 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 09, 2013 10:26 am
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