Simon Curtis (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} simon_curtis) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} halcyon_halls,@ 2008-09-04 12:13:00 |
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Week Seventeen- Monday
Who: Simon and Sasha
Where: Downtown, starting outside Heaven and Hell
What: Getting lost and meeting that dog... and Sasha too
When: Monday around 11:15am
No. Fucking. Way.
Simon stared at the sign hanging in the window of Heaven and Hell with disbelief. Closed for the week. Beat it. Short, crude, to the point. How could it be closed? What the hell?? In fairness, if Simon had bothered checking journals or reading posts the school made at all recently, he would have known this information. He was just so excited about the prospect of rule-breaking that his mind had been all a twitter. He'd pretty much checked out during both his morning classes and raced downtown to scope out the club. He wanted to be sure he knew where he was going for when he and Sydni checked it out. That did not seem to be happening now.
Maybe it was karma. Maybe, since Simon had been neglecting to pray every day like his mother had taught him, he was being punished. Maybe because he planned on breaking the law, God was finding a way to stop him. Maybe this was a sign for him to turn back from evil doings and find the right path again. Or maybe, just maybe, it was just a small spell of bad luck.
"Well that's fucking great," he muttered to himself. "I came down here as fast as I could to stare at an empty building. Great." Well, he supposed he better turn back and get some lunch or something. On the plus side, it gave him more time to find a fake id. He started walking, and all too soon realized he wasn't sure where he had come from or where he should be going now. Fantastic! he thought bitterly. First the club was closed, now he was lost. What other rotten cherries could be placed on this delightful crap sundae?
Who: Simon and Sasha
Where: Downtown, starting outside Heaven and Hell
What: Getting lost and meeting that dog... and Sasha too
When: Monday around 11:15am
No. Fucking. Way.
Simon stared at the sign hanging in the window of Heaven and Hell with disbelief. Closed for the week. Beat it. Short, crude, to the point. How could it be closed? What the hell?? In fairness, if Simon had bothered checking journals or reading posts the school made at all recently, he would have known this information. He was just so excited about the prospect of rule-breaking that his mind had been all a twitter. He'd pretty much checked out during both his morning classes and raced downtown to scope out the club. He wanted to be sure he knew where he was going for when he and Sydni checked it out. That did not seem to be happening now.
Maybe it was karma. Maybe, since Simon had been neglecting to pray every day like his mother had taught him, he was being punished. Maybe because he planned on breaking the law, God was finding a way to stop him. Maybe this was a sign for him to turn back from evil doings and find the right path again. Or maybe, just maybe, it was just a small spell of bad luck.
"Well that's fucking great," he muttered to himself. "I came down here as fast as I could to stare at an empty building. Great." Well, he supposed he better turn back and get some lunch or something. On the plus side, it gave him more time to find a fake id. He started walking, and all too soon realized he wasn't sure where he had come from or where he should be going now. Fantastic! he thought bitterly. First the club was closed, now he was lost. What other rotten cherries could be placed on this delightful crap sundae?