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Post by Timothy Felix on Aug 6, 2016 2:35:00 GMT
◣◆  | Timothy really always felt awkward about being in the vicinity of the Phoenix Dorms. While he was all for girls and all, he was very much aware of what happened when you placed them in the same living quarters with each other. Some of the oddest things happen but at this point Timothy was more concerned about being seen. While his earlier lewd thoughts from the Nurse's Office did not return, he was still pretty sure some illicit behavior was happening at this very moment. He'd tap his foot patiently as he listened to some music through his headphones. It was obvious he was waiting on someone. For those who knew him, it could be easily guessed that he was waiting on Daliala who could be off getting herself into all kind of things at this point. While even he seriously doubted that due to the long day that she was having, anything was possible. He wouldn't put it past those Seniors from earlier to be snooping around looking for blood after being interrupted by the teachers earlier. If they were smart, they'd wait until another day unless they felt like taking two L's in one day.
As Timothy waited, his playlist in particular was rather interesting. The current song being played was an up-tune beat. Specifically it was "Uptown Funk", one of Timothy's favorites. The teenager would tap his foot to the beat as he casually glanced around waiting for his usual partner in crime to arrive. He honestly didn't know how exactly they'd really spend the rest of today however he just knew he needed to make it back before curfew which wouldn't be too hard unless he managed to lose track of time and he could possibly expected his roommate to even remotely cover for him.
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Post by DALIALA LEBRETON on Aug 8, 2016 19:24:48 GMT
Earlier...
Having successfully evaded the nurse and any other teacher, Daliala decided it was time to go back to her dorm. In all honesty, she was pretty sore - but she wasn't about to take the tramadol. That shit can have some serious repercussions. Luckily she still had some morphine tablets stored away. Rubbing the back of her neck, she turned a corner to head towards the dorm, when she bumped in to a rather tall and skinny guy. He looked like he was barely in his twenties, but definitely too old to be a student.
He smiled and said a quick sorry - then took off at a jog. Daliala blinked, not sure what exactly had just happened or who he was, but damn - he was attractive. She was left in a small haze as she found her way back to her room, fingers dragging along the wall. When she finally got to her room, she unlocked the door, entered, and immediately flopped on her bed. Her roommate had yet to move in, there were just a few boxes stacked near the empty bed. Mentally shrugging off the thought, she rolled over and grabbed her bottle of morphine off her night stand.
Popping a couple pills in her mouth, she swallowed them quickly and hoped the pain would subside soon. Before she knew it, Daliala was knocked out.
A few hours later...
There was a noise - not loud, but loud enough that it woke Daliala out of her slumber. It was a soft cushioning noise on her door. Looking at her cell phone's clock, she saw that it was after school hours. Ah, that's right, she had invited Timothy over. Was that him? Rubbing her eyes, she sat up and ran her fingers through her hair. Honestly, she didn't care that it was extra wavy and had little to no style at the moment.
Opening her door with a yawn, she saw the boy standing there, headphones in and clearly listening to something toe-tap worthy. Reaching out, she flicked him in the back of the head, waiting for him to turn around. When he would be facing her, she would be yawning again and rubbing her eyes to wake up.
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Post by Timothy Felix on Aug 9, 2016 6:08:13 GMT
◣◆ | Timothy glanced over his shoulder as he realized he was flicked in the back of his head. To his obvious conclusion it was Daliala. He'd pat her shoudler with a smile and enter the room without much of a word. He could easily tell that the fatigue of the long day had finally gotten to her. Upon entering the room, headphones being removed as he entered, he could see the ripples in the bed. Yep, she took a nap, that was for sure. No wonder. He'd plop himself down on the bed itself, kicking his shoes off and making himself more than at home before scooting up further on the bed.
"You look like you were sleeping. You know, as much as I'd be an amazing cuddle buddy, y'could of just tol' me you wanted to sleep." Timothy would say, mostly in a joking fashion as he watched the girl carefully. Despite his earlier illict thoughts, he mostly say Daliala as a close friend although he wasn't exactly against seeing her as much more than that, he just...never really attempted to pursue it. Random flirting aside of course. While he listened to her answer, he flicked through phone looking up a few delivery places. He was sure that by now, she would probably be somewhat hungry, he knew that he was and he could kill for some Lo Mein right about now. |
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Post by DALIALA LEBRETON on Aug 9, 2016 16:48:44 GMT
As Timothy passed by, she closed the door and stretched her arms over her head. Daliala grabbed the remote to her TV and playstation, and sat back on the bed, snuggling up against his side. As the playstation turned on, she looked over to see what he was doing. "Whatcha lookin' at?" Logging into her account, she flipped through the menu until she came to Netflix and Hulu. The decision was one she couldn't make. Daliala was very indecisive though.
Pulling her legs up to her chest, she moved so that her friend was in front of her now, instead of next to. "Mothy, decide for me - Netflix or Hulu? Basically...movie or series binge?" Her phone buzzed, so she picked it up quickly and blinked at the screen. It was a ridiculous game update, and something she definitely did not want to see. It was a text from her mother, the one she had almost killed a few years ago.
Her gaze sharpened at the screen; her doctor had recommended they try and start speaking again. Daliala had no want nor need for a relationship with that woman, but if the doc said jump - she had to jump. A heavy sigh escaped her lips as she bent forward to rest her forehead on his shoulder. Daliala hadn't said anything to Timothy about the doc's decision, and she wasn't sure if she should. Sure he knew the bare bones of what happened in her past - who didn't after last year? Rumors had spread, but Mothy was one of the few who she could call 'friend.' Even then though, she wasn't sure what exactly he thought about her violent past - however he was here now, and she figured that was good enough.
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Post by Timothy Felix on Aug 10, 2016 4:06:58 GMT
◣◆◢  | "Chinese food! I could kill for some noodles right now, oh especially with some General Tso's chicken! Mmm! I'm getting hungry just thinking about it." Timothy would reply as he began putting his order in on his phone. He'd glance at Daliala for a moment and then towards the TV screen. He was pretty caught up on some of his TV shows at the moment although he was rewatching the TV series SouthLand. He felt it was probably one of the better LAPD based shows to ever be created. With a careless shrug he'd point towards the Netflix icon. "Netflix works. Just as long as we get to do the chill part too. Although maybe not, you're probably all worn out." Timothy would say with a smirk on his face. They were always teasing each other like this after all.
The smrik would fade as he looked over his shoulder and he could see the look on her face. Timothy Felix probably knew that look better than most, actually it'd be an undeniable fact that he was very much away of what that look meant. Without much of a word, he'd shuffle back until he was sat next to her and he'd simply wrap as much of his arms around her body as he possibly could. He'd simply hold her in a tight embrace, his chin pressed against the top of her head as he let out a soft sigh. "Don't worry about...that too much, I mean I know you can't help it but...I think you'ce dealt with enough for today Dali." |
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Post by DALIALA LEBRETON on Aug 13, 2016 23:43:25 GMT
Daliala locked her phone and tossed it on a pile of clean clothes at the end of her bed. That reminds me, I need to put those away... As Timothy wrapped his arms around her, she sighed heavily and let her face nuzzle into his neck. Whatever cologne or body spray her was wearing, or is it detergent?, whatever it was - smelled good. It was relaxing and helped her tense muscles to relax. She hadn't realized she'd been constricting her muscles until he embraced her. "Yeah. Thanks Mothy." She said as she sighed again.
Realizing that she was inadvertently being very intimate with her friend, she cleared her throat and moved so that she was sitting up rather than leaning against him. His arm was welcome to stay, but she didn't want to be invading his space. "Welp, if you order I want general tso's chicken with white rice. I'll pay." Daliala's hand reached out to grab the remote so she could start looking through the series. She was pleasantly surprised to see the series '60 Days In' had been put on. "Oh shit, let's watch some people volunteer to be thrown in jail." She laughed and selected episode one, season one.
Looking up at Timothy, she was surprised to realize their faces were still close together. Daliala froze in place, never realizing how nice his face was. She probably had a stupefied look on her face, but she didn't care. His bangs are long...
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Post by Timothy Felix on Aug 16, 2016 3:35:21 GMT
◣◆ | The proximity between the two was really comfortable but at the same time he realized he was over staying his welcome right now and he realized Daliala had noticed that too when she quickly broke most of the contact. Why was his heart beating so fast? He'd simply shake it off however, nodding to the girl as he began to put in her order on his phone however he had to insist. "No, I'll pay. It's fine. I'm going to use my card and I'm getting a discount for ordering two meals and stuff." Timothy would say as he continued tapping away at his phone. Once the order was put in, he'd place his phone down for a moment glancing over at the TV.
"I have no idea why anyone would literally sign up for something so silly but hey, what doesn't kill you right?" Timothy would say looking over to Daliala. They were still pretty close and his only natural reaction was to blush for a moment. It didn't help that all Dali was doing at this moment was staring and in all honesty he couldn't help but just stare back. She had...such...pretty feautures despite the constant fights and the like she managed to get in to. For quite some time, he'd quite ltierally just stare at her, without much of a word. He's surprised he even remembered to breathe. |
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Post by DALIALA LEBRETON on Aug 17, 2016 17:42:22 GMT
Daliala saw his face redden, and her own cheeks flushed all the way to her ears. Biting her lip, she felt the sudden sharp pain throbbing. That's right, it's still swollen. Back to reality, she touched the plump section of her lip and realized it had gone down a good bit. She was about to say something to Timothy when her phone rang. Grumbling, she reached out to where she'd thrown it, and looked at the ID.
"Nic? Hm." Flipping her hair over her shoulder, she poked the screen and answered the call. "Yo Nic, what's up?" She blinked and looked at her night-stand. "Any morphine I can take off your hands, Dal?" Daliala sighed and glanced at Timothy. "Nah, not morphine but I've got a shit ton of tramadol." "Works for me! How much?" Reaching past her friend, she snatched the bottle and shook it. "Three a piece or fifty for the entire bottle." "Shit, can't you be more reasonable?" "Nope."
After a long pause, "Fine, I'll take the entire thing. See ya tomorrow." "Yep. See ya~" Daliala hung up the phone and sighed, she scooted a bit closer to Timothy again and leaned back against the wall. "How much longer for food?"
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Post by Timothy Felix on Aug 20, 2016 16:15:43 GMT
◣◆ | Timothy kept his gaze on Daliala up until he saw her wince in pain, it was there that he broke contact as he realized that yeah, she'd still be in pain and he was gazing for far too long. He'd simply turn his head looking over towards the TV letting out a small sigh as he heard her phone ring. With his assumption on the text message from before more than likely being correct in his mind, he only figured that a phone call couldn't get any better and it sure as hell didn't when he heard how she answered the phone. Why was she talking about the pill case exactly? After a while he figured since she probably didn't need it, she'd turn it for a profit or something, hell it'd be what he'd do if he got a bunch of Tramadol. Suuure it might do the job but it wasn't the grand prize that Daliala was hoping for. In the mean time, Timothy simply gazed over at his phone using the ever so handy tracking device to see how long the order would take. Another 10 minutes? Seems like the store he was ordering from was getting a bit backed up. Considering the fact that he ordered as a regular, typically his order would get made pretty quickly however one could only imagine that there were others waiting as well.
Once Daliala scooted closer to him, he'd scoot closer himself so that their bodies were touching each other. With a bored tone he'd reply. "Ten minutes or so. Seems like it's a busy day for 'em. What can ya do right?" Timothy would say offering a smile right after. |
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Post by DALIALA LEBRETON on Aug 27, 2016 2:19:45 GMT
Brushing some hair behind her ears, she scrunched her nose up and looked at the TV. The bland walls of F-Pod reminded her of the time when she was put away for what she did to her parents. "The only bright side to being locked up, is you get three meals a day for free." Daliala shrugged and leaned her head on Timothy's shoulder. After blinking a couple times, she tilted her head a bit so she could look up and see the side of his face. "Say Mothy, do you wanna kiss me?" It was a rather blunt question, to say the least, but she was interested in the idea.
He's attractive, so yeah he probably has girls all the time - I bet. The thought made her brow furrow. Daliala had never thought to look at him romantically, but now that they were in her room alone, she felt more aware of their closeness. Her shirt suddenly felt very thin, and her shorts too short. Clearing her throat she sat up and directed her attention back to the TV. She would give him a couple glances, quick to look back at the TV. "You don't have to answer that, my bad."
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Post by Timothy Felix on Sept 8, 2016 5:58:27 GMT
◣◆ | Timothy was caught off guard by the question and he simply remained quiet for a brief duration creating a sense of awkward silence. In the back of his mind his inner male instincts were screaming at him to take the proper course of action with a question like that. The rest of him simply did not want to move. Finally regaining some sense of composure, he'd speak. "Do I want to kiss you huh? I suppose there wouldn't be any real harm in answerin' that question Dali." Timothy would say with a smile. Despite his outward compsure showin some form of confidence, he was litearlly losing his mind, his heart was racing faster than he realized. Finally het let his more dominant personality trait take over.
Turning to face Daliala, he'd lean forward placing a hand against her cheek softly as he gently pulled her in for a kiss. Despite all the overly lewd thoughts that had overcame him earlier, he felt that his was alright, actually this felt just right. He'd keep his lips locked with her own for as long as she'd allow before breaking it at some point to speak. "Does that answer your question?" |
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Post by DALIALA LEBRETON on Sept 9, 2016 15:49:02 GMT
She froze when he spoke, her cheeks and ears flushing a heated red. Daliala blinked a couple times before turning to see his face moving closer to hers. Well, that wasn't what she had expected. But it's not too bad, I guess. Her eyes scanned his face, realizing how soft his male features actually were. She smiled a little bit as she received the kiss, muscles and nerves relaxing at the touch of his hand to her face.
It was nice and soft, something she hadn't felt in a long time. Most of the time she fucked around, it was with rough guys for a random time. This was different though, and when she felt him pull away, Daliala couldn't help but frown. Her eyes opened and met his gaze. A wave of embarrassment flooded her body, so when his phone buzzed, she took the opportunity to whirl around and put her face in her hands. "I bet it's food. Wanna check?"
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Post by Timothy Felix on Sept 10, 2016 8:14:06 GMT
◣◆ | Bzz! The sound of his phone buzzing ticked him off slightly. As much as food was important, Timothy couldn't help bust keep his gaze on Daliala. It was weird just seeing her act a bit girly. Was she embarrassed or just shocked that he was actually so bold for once in his life. Very bold at that. The loud beating of his heart had rapidly slowed down as he calm himself down after he initiated the decently timed lip lock. With a brief sigh, he'd answer his phone. The delivery driver had stated that he was outside waiting for Timothy to come down and collect the food. After hanging up, Timothy glanced over to Dali as he spoke. "Yeah food is here alright. I'll go get it. Maybe we can go for round two when I get back." Timothy would tease as he slid off the bed and stepping back into his shoes. He had to lighten the mood somehow.
Upon exiting Daliala's room, Tim would look both ways to make sure the coast was clear as he quickly moved through the dormitory hallway. Once again he didn't want people to get the wrong idea about what was going on, or at least he didn't want people making correct educated guesses on that matter. With quick feet, Timothy managed to make it out the door while looking mostly casual. He'd find the delivery man, giving the male a quick tip and taking the food. With more quick movements, this time a bit more careful as he was carrying precious cargo, Timothy would make it up to Daliala's room once again, feeling a bit more relaxed as he was carrying food so he looked extremely casual. Entering the room once more and closing it the door, double checking that it was locked, Timothy would sit down on the bed near his female counterpart, placing the food bag down on the bed.
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Post by DALIALA LEBRETON on Sept 12, 2016 1:05:46 GMT
The springs in her bed bounced as Timothy moved around on her bed. When he confirmed that it was indeed their dinner, her stomach growled in response. As embarrassed as she was, her hunger was starting to outweigh that emotion. However as he walked past her, she peeked out between a couple fingers to watch him exit the room. Round two, huh? Daliala's hands fell down to her lap and her gaze went to the ceiling as she sighed. She definitely did not plan on him actually kissing her; if anything she thought he would play it off and blush a little.
Looking over at her mirror she realized she looked like she had just rolled out of bed. Which she technically had...-ish. Suddenly she became very aware of her appearance, causing her to jump up from the bed and brush her hair, taking control of a few crazy strands that she hoped he hadn't noticed. She heard footsteps coming down the hallway, and imagined they belonged to Timothy. Flopping down on her bed again, she waited patiently for him to enter. When the door creaked open, she froze. Normally she would have gotten up and gone to help him but at this moment she was unable to do so.
Instead she watched him come back to her side and set the food between them. Daliala blinked and glanced from his face to the bag, then back to his face. Clearing her throat, she grabbed the bag and began to dig through it for her meal. Without looking back at him she said, "Round two after we eat, even if I taste like chicken."
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Post by Timothy Felix on Sept 12, 2016 8:21:44 GMT
◣◆ | The boy watched her ever so carefully. She was acting rather strange. To be fair, they did just kiss and that in itself could make things weird, even if for him, it felt like a natural thing to do. It felt right in his head and he couldn't help but feel good about it. Mentally sighing, Timothy would dismiss his thoughts as he chuckled while opening up his container of food. "To be fair, I wont be any better so don't feel too bad about that. Who knows, you might add a really kick ass flavor to it." Timothy would say with a small grin before digging into his food. Just eating the meal reminded him of how hungry he actually was. Although his appetite wasn't as big as it was before, perhaps it was simply the anxiousness.
After gettinga at least halfway thorugh his meal, Timothy would glance at Daliala before breaking the silence. "So why did you ask that by the way? About kissing...I'm just...curious." |
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