ever since running into him at the party over game - day weekend , barom had made it his mission to never let it happen again . granted , the two had completely different schedules due to their choice of extra - curriculars and their completely different majors ( thus causing them to be in completely separate buildings ) so he was , in a way , able to put the altercation in the back of his head for the time being . barom wasn’t usually one for confrontation -- he’d rather for things to find an ending , even if that meant completely avoiding closure despite his gnawing conscious telling him to stop being a brat and talk to the person he didn’t want to utter a single word to . he doesn’t know how much it helped , but barom got a bit of spiritual healing from his parents once he was no longer suffering from a hangover . he figures he’ll focus on his studies for now and pays that it’ll take his mind off things for now .
he parks his car on campus , desperate to get out of his apartment for a couple of hours and do something other than mindlessly scrolling through instagram . barom has his airpods in , and he prays that it puts off the signal that he doesn’t want to be talked to . he’s in need of some alone time , and he doesn’t know when the hell he got that way . barom decides to take himself on a run around campus , wanting to get his blood flowing and hopefully with the chance to clear his head . he’s been meaning to get back on his work - out schedule , but alcohol has been calling his name more than the treadmill . he’s thankful that he chose a time in the day when there aren’t many people on campus , so he can complete his run without having to bob and weave between slow walkers and stragglers . now , barom is usually more aware of his surroundings , mostly because he’s all limbs and slightly awkward length , but when he rounds his corner to get back to his car , barom completely misses the curb and goes tumbling . ‘ shit ! ’ he huffs as his body goes falling , hitting the concrete ungracefully with a grunt and the palm of his hands burns as the unforgiving pavement mangles the skin when he attempted to catch himself . he rips the earphones out and lets them hit the ground . there’s no fucking way he’s this much of an embarrassment , and he prays that there’s no one around to have witnessed his blunder . ( @ftriver ! )
