Junior and Senior?

Tsaaq: ((-.-))
Alexithymiaa: (What bitch? WHAT?)
Tsaaq: ((Excuse you!))
Alexithymiaa: (EXCUSE YOU, SIR!)
Tsaaq: (( D:< ))
Alexithymiaa: -Adam sat on the suspended swing beneath the treehouse, his hands fumbling in his lap aimlessly as he stared off into space, completely zoned out of the world. He brought an absent hand up to brush his fingers back through his hair before dropping his hand back down into his lap.-
Tsaaq: Remy drove into the parking lot of the Williamette with his stupid pop punk bullshit playing all loudly. He didn’t properly park or anything before getting out of the vehicle. He walked away from the lot and started to stretch lazily. “Ow, ow. That doesn’t feel right…” He sighed. Remy saw Adam and speed walked over to him. “The fuck is up, Junior?” He asked with a wave.
Alexithymiaa: -Adama snapped out of his transe when Remy was already over to him, blinking several times before really acknowledging his presense. "Oh, hey. Sorry, just kind of in my own world. Nothing, I guess. What's up with you?"-
Tsaaq: He sucked his teeth and attempted to stretch his legs. “I’m trying to go for a run because some asshole on confessions said I looked fat.” He answered with a frown and a nod. He reached into his sweats pocket and pulled out a milkyway. “But I’ll probably eat this instead…” Remy trailed off as he unwrapped it and took a bite. He leaned on the beam of the tree house and glanced at Adam. “You okay?” He asked while chewing.
Alexithymiaa: -He shrugged his shoulders and slipped off the edge of the swing, sliding his hands into his pockets, his fingers toying with his car keys. "Yeah. I broke my phone last week, so I'm just kind of bummed I've been without it. I haven't been able to really talk to anyone because of it."-
Tsaaq: Remy gritted his teeth and his eyebrows rose. He started to nod slowly. "Yeah... I can see how that would suck ass." He sighed with a shake of his head. "How the hell did that happen?" Remy's brows furrowed as he took another bite of his milkyway.
Alexithymiaa: "I fell into the lake with it in my pocket." He said solemnly, his eyes dropping down to his shoes. "I tried to dry it out, but it's just busted."-
Tsaaq: "What the hell were you doing last week dude, jesus christ?" Remy's eyes widened. "Are you sure you dried it out? Did you put it in a bag of rice? Did you try shaking it? Did you just leave it alone for a few days because this has never happened to me before but I heard that type of stuff works sometimes. I'll tell you want definitely doesn't work? Microwaves and ovens. Using that to dry your phone is a horrible idea and frankly all of the people on Yahoo! Answers who tried it did not recieve my sympthay." He laughed a bit.
Tsaaq: (what*)
Alexithymiaa: -He smiled faintly, lifting his hand to scratch at the back of his neck. "Yeah, I tried the rice thing and it really didn't work. And I took it over to the verizon store and they said there was nothing they could do, but sell me another one. And I really don't have the money to spend on a two hundred dollar phone. So I guess I'm just going to be without one for a little while."-
Tsaaq: He exhaled with a frown and shook his head. "Yeah I get it. That really blows." Remy sighed. "Maybe you can use somebody else's phone or sell some shit to get some money." He suggested as he kept eating his milkyway. "Wait, I have a great idea. How about you pretend to be blind and get some money from people who feel sorry for you? Nah that's a horrible idea. Nevermind."
Alexithymiaa: -Adam stared at Remy in horror as he spoke until he took back the idea, relief washing over his face. "I don't... really have anything I can sell. Except maybe some books or my tv, but I doubt I'd be able to make enough to afford a new phone anyway. I'll get by for now."-
Tsaaq: Remy nodded his head with defeat before snapping his fingers. "Got any rich friends?" He asked playfully.
Alexithymiaa: -He shook his head sheepishly and looked away, staring off toward the playground. "I wouldn't ask anyone for a hand out even if I did. It just doesn't feel right."-
Tsaaq: "Well it doesn't have to be a hand out, sometimes people just feel bad for you and they give you stuff." He shrugged his shoulders. "How do you think I got my car?" Remy asked with a laugh then crossed his arms over his chest. "I think I get where you're coming from though." He tilted his head for a moment.
Alexithymiaa: "Still a hand out, Remy. Whether you ask for it or not. It just makes me uncomfortable to take from people when there are far more people in the world who need it than I do." He turned to look over into the parking lot, looking at the lambo 'parked' near his truck. "That's... your car? That looks like something out of The Fast and the Furious."-
Tsaaq: He started to laugh again. "Yeah, I know." Remy said with smugness. "It's so rad. This dude bought it for me... I uh, don't really remember why. I was on a lot of drugs at the time so there's that." He shrugged his shoulders. "But hey, it looks badass and it gets me around so I'm glad to have it... Gas is a bitch though."
Alexithymiaa: "Yeah, I bet you need the special premium for that engine. And it probably burns gas like crazy." He turned around further to stare at the car. "It's really nice though."-
Tsaaq: "Dude, I spend so much of my money on gas it's like WHY?" Remy said dramatically and looked back at his car before looking to Adam again. "Thanks." He said with a smirk. "I imagine one day I'll be wearing a suit and sunglasses and I'll get out of it in slow motion and there will be doves and all the hotties will flock to me... One day." He shrugged. "Your truck is okay though it reminds me of... Farms." Remy muttered.
Alexithymiaa: -His eyes shifted over to his old farm truck, blowing out a breath. "Yeah well... that's kind of what it was for. And it was inexpensive so it worked out really well when it came time to buy it."-
Tsaaq: He shrugged his shoulders. "I mean, it's cool. It has it's perks. Like if you have to carry around a lot of people they can get in the back... Or if you want to do it with your girlfriend but you want to spice up your relationship you can do it there..." He trailed off. "And if somebody wants to fuck with you they can't cause you have a pick up and you can run them over." He shrugged.
Alexithymiaa: "Well..." He trailed off, deciding against telling Remy he would never do any of those things. "Yeah, Remy. I guess you're right. I like her though. She gets me from point A to point B easy enough."-
Tsaaq: "Does she have a name?" Remy asked. "Are we supposed to name our cars?" He continued to enquire. Remy finished what was left of his milkyway bar. He looked sad as he stared at the empty wrapper.
Alexithymiaa: "My brother always said they should. Her name is Betsy." He smiled approvingly at his car before turning back to look at Remy. "Yours doesn't have a name?"-
Tsaaq: He started to frown and looked back at his lambo. "Uhhh, I never really thought about it." He shrugged his shoulders. "What should I name her?" Remy asked as he looked back to Adam.
Alexithymiaa: "Well, it's a pretty flashy car so she definitely needs a name to match." He dropped down to sit in the grass, extending his legs out in front of him. "Maybe something Italian?"-
Tsaaq: Remy nodded his head and crossed his arms over his chest. He raised his brow as he thought. "Uhhh, Italian-a?" He suggested unsurely. "Shit that's awful." He began to sigh. "Francesca? No, that name sucks." He rambled.
Alexithymiaa: -Adam sat and thought for a moment, rubbing his hand over his knee. "What about Nicoletta? In Italian, it means victor.. which I would say your car definitely is."-
Tsaaq: "Hey! That's a sexy name." He clapped his hands together with a smirk. "And when people ask what my car's name is, I'll be all like- 'Nicoletta'" Remy said in a deep gravelly voice.
Alexithymiaa: -Adam laughed and stretched his legs out, leaning forward to cook his finger tips around the tops of his toes. "It does sound pretty good. And she looks like a Nicoletta."-
Tsaaq: He started to smirk. "Yeah she sure does. Sounds like the name of a girl I'd bone." Remy nodded his head slowly. "Thanks." He said to Adam and went to sit beside him. "I wish I could help with the phone thing." Remy trailed off.
Alexithymiaa: -Adam's amusement slipped off his face after Remy's comment, leaning back after stretching his legs. "Uh... yeah. Well.. it's fine. There's not much anyone can do about it. Life goes on."-
Tsaaq: Remy gave Adam a hard pat on the back. "Aw, don't worry Champ. You'll be fine." He tried to sound reassuring. "I think you can get a free phone if you're poor enough. My uh-'boss' back home has that. It's not a smartphone but you get free minutes." Remy said with airquotes.
Alexithymiaa: -Adam nodded, pushing up to his feet. "Yeah.. I'll have to look into that. Where can you go for something like that?"-
Tsaaq: "Who do you call about poor stuff? Those people are the ones you should talk to." Remy asked trying not to laugh. "I'd google it if I were you. I know it probably has something to do with the people who give out welfare and food stamps. I should ask my Dad or something. You'd think he'd laugh and call me stupid?" He asked as he looked to Adam.
Alexithymiaa: 'I don't know, is that something your dad does?" He raised his brows, swinging his arms back and forth. "Did you want to go running, or...?"-
Tsaaq: He nodded his head with wide eyes. "Ugh, that's all my dad does." Remy scoffed. He shrugged his shoulders with a frown. "I was supposed to but now I'm okay with not doing and saying that I did so people think that I'm exercising and they won't think I'm fat anymore." He replied.
Alexithymiaa: "Well... I don't know about people. But if you ever want to make running part of your routine, I run everyday. You could always come with me. I don't really think it'll stop people from saying things about you. This place seems to have people saying really weird things about people they don't even know..."-
Tsaaq: Remy narrowed his eys at Adam. "So you're saying... I don't have to run because people are going to think I'm fat regardless?"
Alexithymiaa: -He let out a small laugh, shaking his head. "No, people are going to say things to upset you regardless of what is true or not. You should run because you want to be healthy and because you enjoy it, not because of what other people are saying about you."-
Tsaaq: "I don't enjoy it. I like eating milkyways and smoking cigarettes." Remy said in a monotone. "But thanks for the offer, Junior. Maybe one day I'll take it." He nodded his head.
Alexithymiaa: "Okay." He dropped to sit down in the grass again, laying back and looking up into the sky. "I was hoping that I would go kind of unnoticed with the way this whole place treats each other, but that didn't really seem to be the case."-
Tsaaq: Remy shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe if you were ugly people wouldn't pay attention to you or something." He said. "I feel like all the unattractive people fall under the radar and aren't attack as bad as everybody else. Wow, that doesn't sound nice, nevermind." Remy shook his head.
Alexithymiaa: "That's...." He trailed off, choosing not to comment instead. "Have you seen what everyones been saying? It's really hard not to pay attention to it."-
Tsaaq: He pulled out his cellphone to check the confessions. "Uh okay some person thinks you're hot. They want to know what your dick looks like. They're mad that you're so hot and you walk around being hot, apparently." Remy said as he read his phone screen then looked to the other male.
Alexithymiaa: (I read it in your voice and died.)
Alexithymiaa: -He moved his hand up to fix his hair, his shoulders dropping. "It's kind of... weird. I don't even know who these people are..."-
Tsaaq: ((XD))
Tsaaq: "Yeah that's kind of the point of 'anonymous' I guess. People can say whatever and sound weird, etc." Remy shrugged again. "I don't say shit on there cause of that... Most of the time." He cleared his throat. "At least people think you're hot?"
Alexithymiaa: "It's still weird though. It makes me kind of uncomfortable." He let his eyes close as he inhaled deeply, letting it out slowly.-
Tsaaq: He nodded his head. "Fair enough..." He trailed off. "Wait which thing makes you uncomfortable? The anonymity or people thinking you're hot?" Remy asked with his brow raised.
Alexithymiaa: "Both, kind of. It's weird to think that I'll never know who these people are, and on top of that I don't really want anyone thinking... that way... about me. And I know if Nikki knew, she'd be pretty upset about it too. She's already asked me a few times if I like Hayley because of how often I said we hangout. I don't want her to feel worse. It's tough enough to be so far away."-
Tsaaq: Remy stared blankly at Adam for about a minute. "Well." He questions in a monotone. "Tell Nikki that she shouldn't be worried because Hayley's big brother told her she's not allowed to sleep with anybody anymore until she's married." He nodded his head sternly. "That little brat can't be trusted, so I can see her concern." Remy narrowed his eyes.
Alexithymiaa: "Regardless of what you think of your sister, Remy... Nikki doesn't know her. The only things she knows is what I've told her, and I promise I've said nothing but good things about both of ya'll. So it just wouldn't make any sense. She's just easily jealous is all." He paused, turning his head in the grass to look at Remy. "Are you really allowed to dictate what she can and can't do? I know you mean well... but there comes a point where you need to let her make her own decisions and own up to her own mistakes."-
Tsaaq: “I just don’t want her to make my mistakes.” He said with a sigh. “Also the whole ‘fucking my friend’ thing has not gone over well in my brain so now that’s all I’m ever worried about.” He raked his fingers through his black hair. He saw his cellphone buzz and read his incoming text message. “And apparently she’s fighting in talon hall, okay I guess.” He started to type a reply.
Tsaaq: (HA!)
Alexithymiaa: -Adam sat up quickly, his face worried. "Wait, she's fighting in talon? Is she okay? Should we do something to stop her? I don't want anyone getting hurt, regardless of the reason."-
Tsaaq: He shrugged his shoulders. "She's probably fine. I'm asking who it is now." Remy kept his eyes on the phone then started laughing at the incoming message. "It's Lucius, fuck it. Let her kill him. I fucking hate that queef." He smirked and put his phone back in his pocket. "It'll diffuse itself. Don't worry about it, Junior." He patted him.
Alexithymiaa: -Adam blinked and stared at Remy, his brain taking him back to last week. "Lucius? You don't like him?"-
Tsaaq: "Uh, no? I fucking hate that asshole." He said with his brows furrowed. "When I was going out with my first girlfriend? He wouldn't fuck off. He's the worst roommate ever and when he was going out with Bliss he cheated on her and did some other shit that she refuses to tell me but I'll find out. And when I do? I'LL kick his ass." He explained.
Alexithymiaa: "Oh..." He chewed on the inside of his cheek and leaned backward to lean his weight on his elbows, staring straight ahead of him.-
Alexithymiaa: (But Lucius saved my life, Remy.)
Tsaaq: ((LMAO shut up Adam.))
Tsaaq: ((He's awful.))
Tsaaq: He nodded his head quickly with his eyes wide. "Yeah he totally is just one of the WORST people I've ever met. He's an obsessive dickhead and he used to bribe me with coke when he KNEW I was addict. He's just human garbage." Remy shook his head.
Alexithymiaa: "Wow... I... I didn't know that." He settled deep into thought for a moment before speaking again. "How long have you known him?"-
Tsaaq: Remy looked ahead and sputtered his lips. "Uuhh, like two years?" He answered as he looked back at Adam.
Alexithymiaa: -He blew out a long breath, mulling his thoughts over. "I guess you know him a lot better than I do. I thought he was pretty nice the other night."-
Tsaaq: "Ew, you hung out with him the other night?" He frowned at Adam and shook his head. "Junior, what are you doing? Don't fall in with his crowd. That's the mistake Bliss made and now look at her, she's somehow crazier and sadder than she was when I met her. She was a lot happier when I first met her and now?" He shrugged. "Lucius did some shit. Sure it might not be his entire fault but he's definitely a contributor."
Alexithymiaa: "Well it was a pretty large group. I didn't really know who he was at all, and he seemed pretty okay at the time. He's the one who pulled me out of the water after I feel in, so I kind of owe him a lot..."-
Tsaaq: Remy rolled his eyes. "You don't owe Pumpkin shit, Hayley." He sassed. "He probably only saved you because you were near death. If you were flirting with Bliss? Or pissing him off? He would not be nice or anything. He doesn't sound like a good person for saving you, he just sounds like a reasonable person who doesn't want anybody to die while he's trying to do...whatever." Remy waved his hand.
Alexithymiaa: "Well... alright, I guess. I don't know him well enough to make any real judgements, that was pretty much the only thing I had to put in either column at the time. I think I just need to spend more time around him to make an accurate assessment."-
Tsaaq: "Don't spend more time with him! Did you not hear what I said before?" He said as he went to smack Adam gently on the back of the head. "He's a fucked up person, and I'm not being biased. He's human poison and he fills your blood and changes you." Remy said sternly.
Alexithymiaa: -Adam moved his hand to the back of his head, rubbing it gently. "Well... yeah... but I don't like to just take people's word for it. I don't feel like it's fair."-
Tsaaq: Remy stared hard at Adam. "Okay." He nodded his head. "Bliss seems like a fair person too, right?" He asked with his brow raised.
Alexithymiaa: "Yeah. She's probably one of the fairest people I've met here so far. Why?"-
Tsaaq: He shrugged. "I don't know I think you should talk to her about Lucius, and then you can give me your verdict." Remy suggested with a nod. "Deal?" He extended his hand to him.
Alexithymiaa: -Adam shifted his weight off his hand, extending it out toward Remy to shake. "Deal."-
Tsaaq: He shook the other male's hand firmly then let go. "Good." Remy nodded his head. "I haven't heard from her when it comes to updates about the fight though? Should I be happy or worried?" He inquired.
Alexithymiaa: -He recoiled his hand, planting it down into the grass behind him. "I don't know. Maybe you should call her?"-
Tsaaq: "Yeah I'm going to do that." Remy pulled out his phone and dialed her phone number and put his cellphone to his ear. "Yo Bliss, what happened, is he dead?" He asked nonchalantly.
Alexithymiaa: -Adam let out a small chuckle hearing Remy's greeting to Bliss. "I don't know if that was the most tasteful way to ask..."-
Tsaaq: "Awwwww man!" Remy sighed then sucked his teeth. "You can't count of little sisters to do shit." He grumbled. "Well thanks for doing whatever you did, Bliss." He shrugged his shoulders and brought his free hand to scratch at beard. "Adam says Hi, I think. I didn't hear what he said. Have a good night and shit Sheldonette. I'm sorry about Hayley. Later." He hung up. "Hayley was about to slit throats so Bliss had to intervene, apparently."
Alexithymiaa: -He sighed deeply, dropping his chin down to look toward the grass. "Hayley runs pretty hot... most of the time. I'm never really sure why."-
Tsaaq: Remy wasn't listening precisely as he stared at his phone screen. His head shot up from the word 'hot' and he turned to glare at Adam. "Did you just say you think my sister is hot?" He asked defensively.
Alexithymiaa: "What?" He furrowed his brows as he looked at Remy nervously. "No. I never said that. I said she runs hot. I didn't... I mean, sure she's pretty, I never said she wasn't pretty and all, but that's not what I said. I wouldn't say that. Especially not to you. Well not that I would keep something like that from you, because I wouldn't do that either. It's just so disrespectful to say something like that to someone's brother...." He shook his head slowly before leaning to lay back into the grass again, closing his eyes.-
Tsaaq: ((LMAO))
Tsaaq: He squinted his eyes as Adam rambled nervously. Remy began to grimace as he crossed his hands over his chest, trying hard not to rage. He watched as Adam went to lay down. Remy stayed silent for a moment and looked ahead. "Yeah she gets angry pretty easily." Remy muttered. "I should probably head back to talon before she threatens to kill anybody else."
Alexithymiaa: "Oh... um... right. Yeah..." He trailed off and sat up, rubbing his sweaty palms over his shorts.-
Tsaaq: He pushed up to his feet and stretched a bit and looked back at Adam. "You want to hold hands and walk me to my car?" Remy asked jokingly as he started to walk to the parking lot.
Alexithymiaa: -He pushed up from his seated position in the grass, climbing to his feet and jogging after Remy to catch up to him. "I should probably be heading back home anyway. We have to be up early to head out to camp."-
Tsaaq: “Yeah, that stuff.” Remy sighed and scratched his head as he walked towards his lambo. “I think I need to drive out before you can leave cause I just parked… there.” He pointed at his car that had been in the space between where the designated parked cars on either side had been, blocking any exit for them. He got into his car and buckled up. “I’ll see you at camp, alright Junior?” He said as he started to reverse.
Alexithymiaa: -Adam lifted his hand to wave at Remy, giving him a small nod. "Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow morning Remy."-
Tsaaq: "Later!" Remy waved. He drove off with his music playing loud again as he drove all the way back to talon hall.