Pyro (controlledburn) wrote in the_next_step, @ 2009-06-12 00:15:00 |
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Current mood: | bored |
Another Regular Day, Mansion, Late Afternoon
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John was bored.
He flicked open his lighter then snapped it shut, cocking an eyebrow at a passing student. "What are you looking at? Beat it." The growl was enough to send the student running for the hills, like the scared puppy dog he was.
John let out a frustrated breath, sinking into the couch in the hopes it might swallow him whole. The mansion was... dull, but he supposed that was the way that people wanted things given the crazy ass excitement that had been happening as of late.
Yay for being traumatised. Not that John was ever going to admit to such trauma, God forbid.
The firestarter's eyes shut briefly before he was snapped out of it by a haunting memory - one that included his father's raised voice followed shortly by a rather specific pain across the back of his head - and he simply sat up, focusing on the lighter.
He was alone, Bobby had been avoiding him ever since he'd found out about him and Remy. Apparently there was no problem, what a load of bullshit, Bobby couldn't lie, no matter how hard he tried. Whatever, John had tried to broach the subject only to get frozen out, he was quite content to let Bobby stew in problems of his own making.
John went right back to playing with his lighter.