Post by NIKOLAS KEATON CROSS on Jan 2, 2011 16:31:49 GMT
I'M FALLING INBETWEEN, TEARING UP AT THE SEAMS<<
we're just aiming to please and aesthetics don't hurt one bit
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we're just aiming to please and aesthetics don't hurt one bit
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the dorm room was completely empty. well, it was lacking people, actually; only one person was in said dorm room and he was about to cry from being so utterly bored out of his mind. there was no one around to talk to or make fun of or even just hang out with. but then again, there were only two people who lived in that dorm room so far. so the only person nikolas really could talk to in the dorm was his twin brother, nathan, unless he invited someone else over - which nik was way too lazy to do, of course. groaning in frustration, nikolas finally gave up and did the first thing semi-entertaining that came to mind - he went to shower (he probably needed one fairly bad, not having showered the previous day). so, stalking over to his wardrobe, the fifteen-year old yanked it open, glancing over his clothing options with bored eyes. after only a few seconds of contemplation, he reached out, grabbing a plain white v-neck shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans. as an afterthought, he also grabbed one of his flannel shirts, which was a mixture of a couple different colors: red, yellow, white, and black. satisfied with his outfit, the brunette headed to the dorm's bathroom, going to take his shower.
it was only about fifteen minutes later that nikolas was walking back into the main area, new clothes on and hair dripping wet. a heavy sigh passed through his full lips, as well as another groan. now what was he supposed to do? after a quick scan of the room, his bright blue eyes landed on the television remote, which was conveniently placed on his bed's nightstand. shrugging to himself, nikolas headed over to it, plopping himself down on said bed. once he got stretched out and comfortable -one of his legs dangling off of the side of the bed while the other was pulled to his chest- he reached over and snatched up the remote, pointed it at the tv a few feet away, and pressed the orange 'on' button. of course, wrestling was on the screen the second it flipped on, making nik roll his eyes. he wasn't a fan of active/sports shows, not at all; the majority of them were fake and planned out, anyway. he changed the channel, only to have it land on an episode of some reality show he didn't know the name of . again, his eyes rolled and he scoffed. reality tv shows were just as bad. he flipped the channel over a few more times, but the shows only got progressively worse.
with a defeated sigh, nikolas muttered to himself, "i give up." and with that, he turned the television off, setting the black remote back on his nightstand. he glanced around the room once more, feeling the boredom sinking back into his bones. there was seriously nothing to fucking do. where the hell was nathan when nikolas needed him?! weren't twins supposed to have some sort of telepathy that let them know when they were needed by their sibling?! or does that only happen in sci-fi movies..? the brunette wondered idly, chewing on his bottom lip. his imagination gears started turning in his head, and he was pretty occupied with thinking over the topic for a good minute or so. then, it too became boring, just as everything else. with probably the millionth sigh that hour, nikolas quickly laid his head back, expecting to land on the pillow. he'd forgotten he'd had his back propped up against the bed's pillows, though, so he ended up just hitting his cranium on the headboard. "fuck! ouch!" he cried out, leaning back up into a proper sitting position. instantly, his hand went to the back of his head, trying to make sure he wasn't bleeding. his hair was still wet, though, so he couldn't really tell.
with yet another groan, he dropped his hand and carefully leaned back against the headboard. seriously, if someone didn't come entertain him soon, he was sure he was going to end up putting a bullet through his head or something equally over-dramatic.
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[/center]>>SO FOLLOW ME DOWN, TAKE THIS ALL THE WAY
any way you want to. why don't ya say so?
any way you want to. why don't ya say so?
lyrics used ● poppin' champagne - all time low
tagged ● nathantheboybitch<3
word count ● 6 9 3
comments ● ugh short and rambley and stupid
outfit ● icons above
listening to ● listen to your heart - the maine
tagged ● nathantheboybitch<3
word count ● 6 9 3
comments ● ugh short and rambley and stupid
outfit ● icons above
listening to ● listen to your heart - the maine