#stxrmfall

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                     Spasm of darkness, a form moving through it on feet that 

                                             D i d n' t   q u i t e   w o r k

                                             A flash of silver, light gracing the form of the hook as the being movement ended with sudden stop, eyes lacking of life moving and looking. 

[dragontameroutoftime]

stxrmfall replied to your post:((aggressively wants to talk about all sorts of...

//-aggressively drives 5+ hours to see you-

((okay but seriously we need to road trip or something to see each other 8| ))

[dragontameroutoftime]

stxrmfall replied to your post:tag game: characters who have the same personality...

Lol hiccup tho

IKR

[ultimateavail]

Sitting at a small table alone, Terra sighs as he begrudgingly closes his textbook and runs his hand through his dark hair, a headache beginning to cradle the undersides of his brain. This is all just bullshit, he sighs, irritated at the work load before him that never seems to dwindle. An ache is present behind his eyes as he looks around the large cafeteria space meant to house hundreds of students, but currently only managing to feed a few stragglers that hadn't had their last meal of the day until the present time of 11:26 p.m., a number that lays suspended on his 'sleeping' laptop screen. 

Terra looks towards the abandoned soda machines along the wall before pushing back his chair and grabbing the cheap, plastic cup off this table that was provided for him upon entering hours beforehand. His leg muscles flex and stretch as he weaves his way around abandoned tables and chairs, the blood flow making him feel slightly more awake. Despite this, a long yawn escapes him as he shoves the red plastic cup under the fountain and presses down the Mountain Dew button until the fizz is nearly overflowing over the sides. 

As he walks back to his solitary table, he raises his cup to his mouth carefully sipping at the sugary soda that he knew could probably rot him through and through. Just as he's nearing the tables, the entrance of a girl with bright blue hair makes him lower his cup and look after her as she moves through the empty cafeteria to find her own table. He can see her as she sits down and opens her bag, small petite hands grabbing at the contents of the bag until she pulls out a laptop of her own and flips it open. Terra watches her as he sits at his own table and watches as the laptops light shines at her face, making her blue eyes look electric and wild. 

Wonder who she is and why the hell she's here at this hour, Terra wonders before shaking his head, an action that makes bright lights appear behind his eyelids and sends his head into a shock of protesting pain.

He tries to dismiss his curiosity in her, but even as he tries to refocus his attention on his work, he finds himself glancing over at the back of her laptop screen to catch small glimpses of her working on something of her own. She's going to see you, idiot. Looking away, he finds himself hurriedly finishing his Mountain Dew so he can get up and refill it, an act that allows him a chance to look at her without it being too obvious. 

Fuck it, he scolds himself, walking over towards her table, forgetting he still had the stupid red plastic cup in his hand. As he came toward her, she looked up from her screen and meet his gaze. Her blue eyes seemed to see through him, calculating his every move and knowing everything he ever was and will be. 

"Hey," He manages, standing beside her table with an odd sense of accomplishment that he actually made it over to her without her eyes shooting rays of heat out at him,"I'm Terra. I don't know if you remember me, but we used to have the Freshman 101 class together." 

A small look of confusion came across her face as she glanced back down at her laptop, her mind somewhere else completely. He could tell he just disrupted a train of thought, and all with some stupid comment that was probably the dumbest reintroduction he could have ever come up with. 

"Just wanted to say hey," He smiles, the weight of the plastic cup in his hand seeming to double as he turns to return to his own table, "Dumb shit." He sighs, shaking his head at himself. 

[dragontameroutoftime]

stxrmfall replied to your post:((so there’s an alert on my dash that I was...

//does it alert you if it’s a draft? I mentioned you in a draft that is still drafted. >.>

((No, I can see the post, it's just my url that isn't on there anymore.  I'm assuming they edited me out after posting.  I didn't mention any more because I didn't want the poster to see and feel awkward about it, whether it was intentional or not.  It's not someone I've interacted with before.))

[unfetteredwill]

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91. Struggling Artists

Here they were again, scraping together money just to keep living in a shitty flat. It was only $400 a month but Aqua’s music wasn’t being heard and Vanitas hadn’t sold a real painting in weeks. He groans and presses his forehead to the table. They’d already hit Terra up but he was busy with his private schooling. Ventus, last they heard of him was three weeks ago, couldn’t count on him for his share of rent.

It’s only when she finishes counting out that their total was only $246.88 that he lifts his head. Vanitas stares up at Aqua, “We’re going to get evicted.” He groans and drops his head back onto the table. Luckily, it was solid oak and didn’t knock the change back on the floor. After all, most of their money wasn’t in bills but coins. “You should just go back to your dad… We’re done for.”