The Tiberius J. Swann Education Facility

Who: Brad and Rusty
What: Talking about guy stuffs
Where: Rusty's room at the BGH
When: Morning, after their aim chat
Rating: TBD


When Brad had thought that Rusty was angry with him, and their friendship might be over, he had felt lower than the lowest form of life on the planet. And that had made him cry like life was coming to an end. Brad wasn't much of a crier, but in the moment it had seemed like the only thing he could possibly do. He felt awful, and even when Rusty asked him to come over to his room and talk, Brad still felt awful. Lousy and awful and heartbroken. And awful. And what was worse, he looked like a total wreck. So after washing his face and combing back his hair and throwing on a sweatshirt, Brad stepped out into the hallway, pausing at Rusty's door. Sniffling, then brushing his hair over his face, Brad knocked on the door, toes curling in the carpet. He didn't want Rusty to see him looking so pathetic and gross, but he didn't want to keep him waiting, either.

Who: Rusty and Lula
What: What indeed. ^_^
Where: Rusty's room at the BGH
When: Evening
Rating: Probably NSFW


Lula was nervous for quite a few reasons. One, she had never been to Rusty's room before. They had always gone out places, for coffee or dancing or to see a band play somewhere local. Nothing this intimate. She had never been to the frat house because Rusty didn't like bringing her around for Brad's sake. Well tonight Brad could get stuffed because she was coming over and they was going to watch the movie she'd brought. Or maybe they wouldn't watch it at all. That made her nervous too. If things went the way she thought they were going to go, Rusty would get to see her a lot more exposed then she had been in a long time. And maybe he wouldn't like what he saw. Maybe she wouldn't. Pictures was one thing, but seeing things in the flesh, in person, was a lot harsher way to judge.

But she was bundled up in her coat, and she was standing on the front steps of the house, and after chewing her lip for a moment and then almost deciding to cancel, Lula rang the doorbell and waited for Rusty to come open the door. She liked him, really really liked him, so she was eager to get inside but also totally freaked out about it.

Who: Rusty and Lilja
When: Late Tuesday Night
Where: Rusty's Dorm at the BGH
Rated: Not Yet

( In Progress )

Who: Rusty n Lula
Where: Smokin' Joe's Music Hall Bar.... I just made that up
When: Weds night at 8
What: Lula's being shown the local music bar

Despite Brad's warnings about his sister, Rusty was still taking Lula out because he'd made a promise and offered to do it. He wasn't a man to go back on his word. He was quite prepared that this would be showing her the ropes, a nice three hour evening, then go back to the Frat house to hang with his new best buddy. Brad was really cool and he didn't want to upset him, but he didn't want to upset Lula either.

Besides it'd be the last night he'd be able to go out for a while. Dude was getting a little edgy over the impending Full Moon so it'd be nice to bust out a song or two with some fellow musicians before heading home. Dressed in a checkered shirt as he waited by his truck, Rusty tapped out a rhythmn against the hood of it, humming "Bee Bop a Lula" under his breath.

Who:Peter, Rusty and Brad (oh my!)
Where: The BGH
When: Sunday evening
What: Frat boys are getting a high schooler drunk!
Rating: language?

Peter hadn't imagined he'd be socialising but apparently he'd talked himself into playing frisbee with the two frat boys. It was different here, and rather than feel like hiding he was brave enough to branch out. Since speaking to Brad he had been invited to play frisbee and eat Chinese. Rusty was a hoot, and had done several belly dances for them all around the field to distract them from catching the frisbee. Peter had actually had fun - he'd felt relaxed! And for once he didn't mind being himself around.

Now they were eating tons of Chinese and Peter happily sucked up some chow mein noodles, chuckling as Rusty called in glee from the kitchen. When the vodka, shot glasses and green bottle was placed on the coffee table in front of him, Peter almost choked. They didn't realise he was a high schooler. They thought he was older. Maybe that's why they liked him...

"DRINKS!" Rusty cried, giving a hearty laugh. "Our reward for a healthy workout. Take out and booze. I love this place. BRAD! Drink drink drink, my man!"