Who: Harris (but affecting all Dalton males)
What: Further attempts to ruin Ethan's life
When: Monday, October 31st, 2011
Where: Around Reid Hall
Rating: Mildly NSFW? For suggestive words? Idk, man.
Harris grinned to himself, feeling especially smug as he slipped his Sharpie back into its cover. He’d scattered the message around a few of the bathrooms in Reid, sometimes on the mirrors, other times on the walls or inside of the stalls. They weren’t all identical, but they gave off the same message; Harris could hardly wait for the fall out. Maybe Dalton was supposed to be helping him ‘change his ways’ and get rehabilitated, but making life Hell for one Ethan Holmes wasn’t something that he could just stop doing. The majority of the ‘messages’ were variations on the typical ‘if you’re looking for a free time, call...’ lead-in, all followed by Ethan’s phone-number, but there were a few more creative ones. And if those happened to be in the areas where he knew Ethan to have most of his classes, well, it certainly wasn’t intentional.
That was where he was now, actually, in the bathroom just down the hall from where he knew Ethan’s last two classes of the day to be. Stepping back a bit, he admired his handiwork a moment longer; a rather crude stick-figure drawing depicting oral sex was drawn next to the words ‘I’m up for anything you are – anytime, anyplace.’ It was followed, of course, by Ethan’s cellphone number. He’d been gracious enough not to put down the number for his room extension on the Dalton phonelines, because, hey, he was looking to get Ethan flustered and aggravated, not assaulted. Even Harris wasn’t that much of a dick. Shoving the marker back into his pocket, the blond turned and walked out, heading back towards the class he was supposed to be in.
All that was left to do now was sit and wait.
[A/N: If y'all wanna fill the comments with texts, please be my guest! The more, the merrier ;P Besides, NPCs are fun!]