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@ferris-jameson
Well I wasn’t about to go on them alone with some stinky tourist while you sat outside waiting for me. That’s just lame. Besides, the crap ton of junk food, the tiara and meeting the characters was mind blowingly awesome enough! I dunno if I coulda handled rides on top of all the awesome.
And don't forget the most important part: you get to tell people you've went to Disneyworld now.
I'm sorry you had to deal with a horrible Pluto, though.
I think that would’ve been, like, super messy man. Then again it would’ve saved us some cash… Ch’yeah I did! Most fun I’ve had like, in my life. You know you didn’t have to do that with your leg ‘n stuff.
And you didn't have to miss out on all the awesome rides because of me. You missed Space Mountain!
ferris-jameson replied to your post: ‘Sup?
My leg is itchy ):
Try not to thing ‘bout it, big boy. Swear it’ll go away. Least you’re walking a bit better, right? Well, hobbling. Still good.
I'm still mad I don't have an ice cream maker in my leg >:| But did you have fun today?
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“Swollen,” he corrected with a small grin, looking over at his friend before pressing his lips together to attempt to not look amused by what was currently happening. Leo shouldn’t be, he knew that. But, when he had heard that Ferris wasn’t accounted for, he had thought the worse and to have something that looked like it was just a broken leg - well, Ferris would live. Still, he felt bad that the handyman was in pain at all and did all he could to make sure that he was holding Ferris up more than Ferris had to hold himself up. “I know! I know, calm down. I got you,” he gripped his friend tighter and looked at him sincerely. “If I have to actually carry you to the hospital, I will, okay? I got you,” this time when he smiled, it was out of reassurance than amusement.
Listening to Ferris explain how he always wanted to experience a broken leg, Leo couldn’t help but chuckle, then. Having been a boy who got himself into many different situations, that wasn’t something he had to think about since he experienced it. Before he was able to comment on it, however, the ground was shaking again and his eyes were wide because of it. “Fuck, we just need to stay still we’re gon—” he was cut off by Ferris jumping in his arms. Leo didn’t even freaking know how, but somehow the older man hopped himself on up and Leo had to cradle him. “Jesus Christ!” he yelled out, his knees almost giving out at the sudden pressure as he held onto Ferris. Ferris, who was taller than him. Maybe skinnier, but he had to admit that this wasn’t completely easy. “I’M NOT GOING TO DROP YOU! STOP SQUIRMING!” Maybe Ferris wasn’t squirming and it was just the earthquake but he was pretty sure any longer and he’d have to let Ferris fall on top of him. Thankfully, the shaking stopped and it eased him slightly, and allowed him to situate Ferris easier in his arms as he let out heavy pants. “You okay?” he wasn’t completely sure if he was just suppose to carry Ferris to the nearest paramedic or the hospital or if he put him back down, so he’d let his friend call that shot.
It was funny how Ferris had seen probably a million and one movies and television episodes that had earthquakes in them and yet he had completely forgotten about having an aftershock. Ferris was literally clinging onto Leo as if his life depended on it, him jumping into the other's arms was merely an instant reaction. Ferris just buried his head into the crook of Leo's neck and continued to shout at him to not drop him as the aftershock took place. And in two seconds it was over. It was like nothing had happened. Ferris was shaking a bit, having waited a few more moments after things stopped shaking just to make sure that they were really over. Ferris slowly moved his head away from Leo's neck, nodded slowly at his question. "I'm not d-dead," he choked out after wiping a loose tear.
One tear, that's all he shed, Ferris was proud of himself for that to be honest. That was until he reminded the pain that was his fractured leg and he bit down hard on his lip to hold back anymore wailing. "They're going to have to amputate it, aren't they? You know, I think I could make for a fashionable gimp but like--" Ferris gasped out. "WAIT NO I TAKE THAT BACK I COULD NEVER PLAY SOCCER AGAIN! LEO DON'T LET THEM AMPUTATE MY LEFT LEG I NEED IT." And just like that he was back to freaking out. "Or or or they can like-- Inspector Gadget me, right? Leo would you still love me if I became the Terminator?" Ferris' mindset was the more he talked, the less he would think about the pain, even though he was practically breathing heavily and grunting between every word. "... Hospital sound's good, now." It just took a while for the practical side of his brain to function.
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Leo’s eyebrow raised when Ferris seemed to say that his leg didn’t hurt, not understanding how what he was currently not feeling any pain since the leg looked swollen to hell. “Uh huh,” he said, not totally convinced but not questioning it either. “You still need to get your leg chec— FERRIS, NO, DON’T STA—” before he could attempt to grab the boy and have him not move too much, but it was no use and the boy was hollowing in his ear before he knew it. It caused Leo to cringe, half cause of how close and loud he was, and half because he assumed that had to hurt extremely badly. “Yeah, I figured,” he murmured, watching his friend for a moment and desperately trying not to laugh. He was able to fight the smile off of his face when he saw the tears and shushed him, rubbing his arm soothingly. “It’s all right, bud, I’m going to get you to the hospital. Okay?” his eyebrows raised before he moved Ferris’ arm to hook around his neck.
“You’re going to have to work with me here,” his own arm hooked around his old roommate’s waist, attempting to get him to his feet. “I’m going to do my best to make sure you don’t have to put pressure on your bad leg. If it gets to be too bad, we’ll figure something else out, yeah?” he continued to pull at Ferris slowly, just in case it was too much for him and he had to put him back down. Leo made sure to watch his friend’s face for any sort of reaction, as well.
Ferris had never experience pain like this before and didn't know if there was a proper way to react besides scream and cry - both of which he was on the verge of doing. "ALL RIGHT? LOOK AT MY LEG! IT'S BLOATED!" Ferris wasn't even sure if bloated was the right term to use but it was the first thing that had come to mind during his little freak out episode. He sniffled hard, and wiped his eyes against Leo's shoulders once he was close enough. Ferris could hear his dad's voice saying that boys didn't cry because they didn't want to look weak, but oh wow Ferris was failing at that. "I'M TRYING OH MY GOD I'M TRYING!" Circling both arms around Leo's neck, Ferris used his good leg to get his body standing up as he tried his best to not do anything to his bad one even though it seemed to hurt more as time went on.
Now he was hiccuping. Ferris hopped on his good, right leg a few times to find a balance. "O-okay. You know I just-- always wonder w-what it would feel like to have a broken bone because I never had one you know and this is the worst pain ever like oh my actual jesus so remember Leo be careful what you wish fo--OOOR!" The aftershock was happening and Ferris didn't think twice before jumping into Leo's arm and burying his head into the other's neck. "DON'T DROP ME DON'T DROP ME DON'T DROP ME."
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Honestly, as soon as he heard Ferris’ name under those who have not been accounted for’s list - Leo didn’t think twice. It didn’t matter what his body ached, and he wanted to rest. That adrenaline that a mom gets when their child was trapped under a car hit him and he cut his conversation short with Stevie to leave. For once, his badge and town position came into authority when security tried to stop him and he was out the door. He knew the town better on foot which is why he decided to walk. Well, run. To Ferris’ house. Once he was there, he let out heavy breaths, slowing down to a slow walk as he saw the remains of the house. It caused his hard to speed up before he was calling out for his friend. “Ferris!” Leo was careful as he entered into the house, seeing just how bad everything was and almost sliding down to a fall because of rubble.
“Oh, fuck. Thank god,” he breathed out when he saw his friend and carefully moved his way too him. He didn’t look dead, but he figured there was something there that could have been pinning the man since he was just chilling in his nearly destroyed home. “You scared the hell out of me,” he chuckled as he said that, moving to bend over closer to Ferris and move a hand to his shoulder, then began to uncover what was on his old roommate. “Are you all right?” he asked, the concern coming back since he didn’t understand what would keep him from moving. The bricks were heavy, yeah, but movable. It wasn’t until he uncovered Ferris’ leg did he see what had to be holding his friend back. “Shit,” he visibly winced at the sight. “Damn, that must hurt. But we’re going to have to get you out of here and to the hospital. Can you do that?”
Ferris heard distant noises as he continued lying there on his back, hoping and waiting that it would be his turned to get save. He could hear an ambulance drive past every now and then and every time he yelled for help his voice only got drowned out by the sound of the sirens. He tried to push off the debris once more, but it was like trying to push a mountain to him. Ferris couldn't believe how he felt no pain and had no damage whatsoever from having what seemed like half his house fall on top of his leg. And after a few moments of trying to push, he gave up once more and fell back down to his back. He was about to pull a Saw (cut his leg off and crawl away) when he heard his name. Ferris quickly sat up and looked around the dark rubble. "I'm in here!" He shouted back, hoping that his voice would be enough as guidance.
Ferris twisted his head to the side and saw Leo, letting out a sigh of relief. "Yeah I'm fine," he said with a nod. "Look." Ferris nodded at what was on top of his left leg. "And I don't even feel a thing!" He said with a smile. Ferris tried to assist Leo with the rock moving, but ended up just sitting and watching. He looked at Leo's face and caught his reaction from his freed leg. "What?" Ferris' brow furrowed as he looked at his leg and tried to move it. Nothing. The boy tried standing up when, "I don't und-- OH GOD. OW. OKAY. LEO IT HURTS NOW." Ferris fell back down to his bum and gripped at his knee. "LEO IT REALLY HURTS. MOTHER--- FUU." His eyes began to sting with tears as he stared at his fractured leg.
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Earthquakes in Florida were never a thing -- at least Ferris had never experienced one himself. For a second, when the house began to shake, Ferris had no idea what the hell was happening. He had just finished putting his tie on when he noticed his hands were shaking. Ferris was watching his hands in the mirror and when he looked down at his hands, they were fine, but looking back at the mirror they were still shaking. Then the rattling came and the gears inside of Ferris' mind started to click. He's only seen this happened in movies, but how did one even survive an earthquake? Was he suppose to duck and hide? His tall frame kind of made that hard to do, so his first thought was to just get out of the house. He called out to his other roommates - were they okay? Did they leave for the party already? Hell, was Ferris allowed to grab his things? When Ferris couldn't even stand up straight, that's when he realized that he didn't have time to think about what things he should save and just made his way towards the front door.
The next seconds were blurry -- maybe Ferris hit his head too hard. Dust and rubble seemed to of been falling in front of him as he hurried down the stairs and things just went to black. Before he knew it, he was opening his eyes and laying on the ground, rubble surrounding him. Part of the roof and side of the house was pretty much open, and Ferris groaned as he wiped whatever it was, dust or whatever, that was covering his face. "Guys?" Ferris coughed out, realizing there was dirt or whatever in his mouth and he spit at the ground a few times before trying to push himself off the ground. That's when he realized he could move. Ferris looked behind him through the ashy atmosphere to see bricks and whatnot on the lower half of his body. It didn't hurt, was the first thing he realized, and from what he saw he couldn't see any blood. He pushed a few bricks out of the way and tried moving again, but there was no avail. He tried moving one of the heavier looking objects, but Ferris was too weak to do so. The boy gave up after a few minutes and fell back on his back, panting with his eyes closed. Ferris just did what he thought was the right thing to do then: scream. "Help!!!"
Always a classic, and it’s one of those days for classics.
That's me everyday, to be honest. Minus a current all-girl-group every now and then.
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I’m glad you guys like this song as much as I do.
Can't go wrong with Billy Joel.
ferris-jameson replied to your post: Yep, the sink is fucked.
WHY WASN’T IT F**KED YESTERDAY I WOULD OF HAD SOMETHING TO DO AT WORK! D:
…. Did you censor yourself?
STOP MOCKING ME I AM SLIGHTLY UPSET WITH YOUR SINK RIGHT NOW.
Aw, you’re too kind.
Horror movies are so awesome. David Lynch, who made Twin Peaks, made a couple that could be considered horror back in the 80s… maybe. All his stuff is really bizarre though so I don’t know if it could be genre-defined.
Admirer? Me? Nahh. I think I’m just too new so nobody really knows enough about me to like me in that way. At this point all I can hope is that I’ve made a decent first impression.
I doubt it’s an accident. You’re pretty crushable.
crushable as in… easy to have a crush on, not crushable as in crushing you :|
You think I'm crushable?
I wish I could say I see where you're coming from. Even if it isn't an accident, maybe they're just being nice.
Haha noooo, I’m talking about a young Kyle Maclachlan. He’s old now but in the 80’s he was pretty alright. Like I said, you look like a more handsome version.
Funny the strange midget would turn up by googling Twin Peaks… he’s only in one episode for like 5 minutes in a dream sequence… like I said it’s a really weird show…..you probably think I watch weird stuff all the time now, whoops.
I’m looking forward to the party, too. It’ll be nice… seeing everyone again? Even though I guess it felt like no time passed at all. What a phenomenon.
I see you’ve been getting attention from an admirer, too…! Ferris, so popular.
I know him! He was in Desperate Housewives for a season or two. But aw, thank you Jay. I like to think you look like a handsome Jay Cunningham.
Absolutely no judgement here. I was literally raised watching horror movies and watch "weird" things all the time.
Yeah! I miss seeing everyone's faces in person. It's going to be one giant hug-fest tomorrow night.
Heh. Yeah. Have you been getting one, to? I don't think I'm popular. I think someone keeps accidentally sending me asks when they're meant for someone else.
Fair enough.
You know… I’m actually really good, albeit a bit sore from that whole week-long nap thing. I’m just watching some late-night television. A show called “Twin Peaks”—have you ever seen it? It’s really good. Super bizarre. You kind of look like a more handsome version of the lead character.
How are you these days, Mr. Ferris?
Never heard of it -- I just googled it to try and get on the same page as you. ... Are you referring to the little person man because that's all I'm seeing from google images :|
Apart from waking up, like, two days ago? Pretty alright. I don't know why it's taking me a while to get back into the swing of things. I'm hoping tomorrow's party will wake my body out from this funk.
Aright, us four. If you really wanted you could be the bad boy, though I personally go for sweet over spicy. I guess it just depends on the girl (or boy).
We can decide who's who once we get our final member, I'm tempted to throw an improve audition but with the play premiering next weekend I don't think there'll be time.
But anyway, how are you Jay?
Smith, Holden, Cesar, You and I? What a troupe!
Smith will be the bad boy, Holden can be the sensitive one, Cesar will be the sensible/responsible one, I’ll be the joker… and you, you’re the sweet one (who all the girls probably like best).
I'm pretty sure Holden just wants to write the songs, so just us four guys for now.
I thought all girls liked the bad boy one?
Just set the loop and go wild | Lea & Carrie
Carrie was ultimately Lea’s best friend. As much as she loved Lane, they only bonded after the fact of her finding out that the girl was a little on the bisexual side while herself and the other girl had been roommates for a good period of time. Bonding over the Olympics and just overall connecting personality-wise, it wasn’t very hard for Lea to see the girl in that light. It’s why she was jealous of Chelsea rather than Clove, she had to admit. But it just seemed that Chelsea was taking up all of Carrie’s time, or at least that’s how Lea chose to see it in her own head. It was hypocritical, she knew that. On many levels even, but it didn’t hold her back from lashing out on Chelsea whenever she noticed her getting a little too cozy with her best friend. That, however, was far from her mind when she saw Carrie through the glass of the door, approaching her and causing a smile to slide onto her features. She stepped back to allow Carrie room to walk outside a bit, though only to get pulled back forward into a hug.
A laugh rang from her lips softly, her arms wrapping around Carrie’s mid to answer the hug positively. “Hey, there,” she replied gently, slipping her hands away from the girl and grinning at the feel of lips on her temple. “Of course, I feel the same way,” she assured with a tilt of her head, an obvious affectionate look on her face. Reaching her hands out, she grabbed one of Carrie’s while the other unburdened a towel from her, slinging it onto her shoulder before tugging her friend with her towards the jacuzzi. “How was work?” she asked, her head turning to glance over her shoulder. She dropped her towel onto a table before letting go of Carrie’s hand to strip down to her bikini. “Never got the chance to ask you about your day,” her words were sort of muffled due to she was taking her shirt off when she was saying them but clear enough to be understood. Dropping the clothes onto the table next to her towel, she moved closer to the tub and stuck her hand in to feel the warmth. “Perfect. Just what I needed,” she arched her back to stretch it. “I think all the sex is catching up to my joints,” a smirk curved onto her lips as she said that, moving an almost mischievous look in Carrie’s direction as she moved to get into the tub.
It was no secret that the friendship the two girls had could easily of been something more. There had been multiple windows of opportunity where that could of happened, Carrie even made it public a while ago that if she tried she could fall for the girl. Obviously, things never made a turn down that road and both had found love in their significant others. They were still pretty close as friends, maybe too close at times, but there were certain boundaries you had to cross living in a town like Town X. A smile was stretching across Carrie's lips as she allowed her friend to pull her towards the jacuzzi. "Boring," she answered without missing a beat. Carrie put the towel off to the side before watching her swing their connected hands childishly. "Percy and I pretty much played games the entire time. So don't be alarm if I end up purposely breaking the hot tub after we're done using it, I need something to do tomorrow." Carrie looked up as she finished her sentence to show off her wrinkled up nose.
Carrie followed Lea into the hot tub after her, small giggles leaving her while doing so. It was relaxing, to Carrie at least, the fact that snow on the ground surrounded them yet there they were in their bathing suits sitting in heated water. "'Course," Carrie finally spoke up to reply to Lea's comment after she sat down in front of her. "Because you and Stevie totally do it all the time, right?" She chuckled a bit as both her hands found Lea's and she pushed her fingers past Lea's. Carrie's teeth sunk down a bit into her lower lip as she tried to pull her best friend closer to her. "It's weird," she began, licking her lips before continuing. "I feel like we haven't hung out in forever and I want to like, talk to you and stuff but I also really, really want to do other stuff to you." Carrie went back to biting down on her lip as she blinked a few times, trying to look as innocent as she possibly could.
Indeed.
Me, you, Smith and Jay... I think we need one more to be settled!
