#p: garret

[invisibleavery]

King and Lionheart - Ave/Garry

Grabbing her bag and rushing out of her dorm, Avery barely even had time to tick of a checklist in her head to make sure she had everything she needed. She would never want to make Garret wait, though it was something that happened more than she cared to admit, thanks to her bad time management skills and her poor planning. She took off down the hallway, half running and half jogging, pushing straight through a wall and into the small courtyard outside of the student dorms. The rain was beating down, so Avery pulled her jacket up and over her head. The denim was almost immediately soaked and stuck to her arms, but she kept moving towards the other side of the courtyard where there was a small shelter.

Once she was beneath the small sloping roof, she shook her hair out and saw it was already soaking. With a small grunt and a roll of her eyes, she stepped back out into the rain and marched towards the residents area. Water splashed from beneath the steps of her boots, kicking water up both the front and back of her jeans, which were now dripping and stuck to her. A shiver ran down Ave’s spine and the girl grabbed both sides of her jacket and pulled it closer to her. Muttering to herself, she remarked that ‘we might as well not even go to the pool, I’m already dripping.’ She continued to make her way across the institute’s grounds until she found herself inside the building in which Garret lived. She searched the halls for his room and when she found it (Room 32) she stopped, and wrung out the parts of her shirt she could reach. After a few flickering attempts, Avery managed to flash into invisibility and as she knocked on Garret’s door, she grinned.

[incubus-athos-blog]

More Than Playing || Athos & Garrett

look-howyourgardengrows Athos was walking through the new gardens, amazed by how they had changed - improved, in fact - since the attacks that seemed such a distant memory now. He smiled in relief that they had also survived the recent contest. However, he was mostly interested in the gardener and how he was faring. "Garraiodoir?" He called out softly.

[kurthummel-fashion-blog]

The Shadowy Violinist || Garret & Kurt

Kurt made his way slowly across the campus towards Garret's dorm room. It was no secret the pair never really met eye to eye. Their words were often hostile, and as of late, so were their actions. They'd both been at fault when it came to that fight - and they were foolish to think otherwise. Kurt shouldn't have pushed, Garret shouldn't have punched; at the end of the day, they both shared the blame. Kurt wanted to salvage their tattered relationship, or whatever was left of it. He hoped this meeting would do that, but with both of their stand-offish attitudes and stubborn heads... the outcome was unclear of what would happen. 

Being lost in his head, the trip to Garret's chateau seemed far shorter than it originally would have. He stood outside of Garret's door for a minute or so, trying to clear his head of his emotions. He looked to the right towards the window in the hallway, and with the darkness outside, the glass reflected just as a mirror would. Kurt pulled his tan leather jacket slightly tighter around his torso, and checked in the glass to see if there were a wrinkle in his black skinny jeans or grey tee-shirt. He even made a point to check for scuffs on his black designer boots. He didn't know why he wanted to look presentable for Garret - perhaps because he felt as though he were about to be interviewed for a career. He felt just as nervous as if he were. Sighing, he looked back to the door, and unable to procrastinate any longer, he knocked timidly on the door, not saying a word, and stepped back waiting for the older and taller boy to answer.