Badou Nails (gunfag) wrote in clockwork_rp, @ 2008-07-07 02:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | badou::gunfag, haine::gewehrhund |
Good god, you're coming up with reasons/Good god, you're dragging it out [Complete]
Who: Badou Nails (gunfag), Haine Ramsteiner (gewehrhund)
What: Talking things out at the beach after Badou's antics while high.
When: IDFK. :|
Where: The beach. ....damned albino is getting sunburnt.
Warnings: ...language, violence? IDFK, EITHER.
Sand was getting in his socks, the Sun was obviously going to get him a sunburn on his nose and make him freckle like hell on his cheeks, the back of his neck was sweaty, even though he put his hair up in a ponytail, and the heat was making the cigarette burn too easily. It was warm, damn it, and Badou should've really considered bringing his swimming trunks, were it not for the reason he actually got out of the room for the first time without it being going to fetch for a special brand of smokes.
Alright, there was that time he was following Haine around with those kids. But he did get smokes then too, so that didn't count...
...right?
Anyway. Haine. Where was the German motherfucker? He put his hand over his brow to shield his eye from the light reflected on the sea. White hair and skin, he should probably glow in this light. He knew that what happened before... well, was downright embarrassing. So apparently he had given him a kiss when he was high, days after he had that... ridiculous, downright disturbing (whoremoan, oh god, whoremoan) dream about the tabacco field...
And then Haine showed him what he had done when he couldn't even rememember what happened (what the shit, it's not like he was drunk) by... well, giving him a kiss. That had been on the top ten list of Badou's Moments to Pray for a Fucking Hole to Sink In, right under that time with the granny on that confessionary (shuuuuuuuuuuuuudder).
He had expected Haine to hold that and rub it on his face as blackmail material (who's the one having wet dreams here anyway?), but... But then again it had been Haine who had bolted out the door.
What the shit was that, anyway.
"OY!" He yelled when he spotted a black and white figure. Albino and wearing black... the guy was going to turn into a lobster if he stayed here long. For a few moments, at least.