| Current mood: | ANGRY & SORE |
05 ¬ apologize for another day . .
::his tongue's soft skin peeked outward between injured peached lips while lifting a hand to his head. easily soft fingertips raked through curly locks of blonde while clouded gaze narrowed. the metallic taste mixed with saliva tackled taste-buds while swallowing a bit::
. . i . . justin and then . . chris started punching and i was punching and it . . afterwards justin started spazzing out and . . fuck, fuck, fuck. i had a . . and joshua for attacking tobey. i'd gotten so mad . . and the comments made about reese. i just . . i lost it and . .
::twinned eyebrows lowered immensely forming infamous wrinkles against his forehead while letting his blurred gaze poise over the parked black car::
reese and ava are home wondering where i am . . probably and i'm . . damn it. she's going to . . flip when she sees . .
:: . . assuming he'd retreat to his parked car while letting hazel-eyed gaze outlined with black due to the various punches to his face shoot a glance over his sore shoulder. he'd . . seen the others gathering things and checking up on . . instead of hanging around he'd let his attention move back towards the car again. the slight stumble with walk as he . . wondered how he was going to explain this::
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