Dietre Abendroth (dietre) wrote in genome_project, @ 2011-02-04 10:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | february 2011 |
Who: Dietre and Julius
What: Meeting? Birds of a murderous feather flock together? xD
When: Backdated to Thursday, February 3. Right after the locker smashing incident.
Where: On the street somewhere between the high school and Francis' house.
Rating: TBD ?
Status: In-Progress
Dietre walked through the slush on the side of the road, with so much snow having fallen recently, most of the sidewalks hadn't been plowed yet. His feet were numb, his socks soaked through, as well as the cuffs of his pants. That minor discomfort was ignored, he had a headache, and all he wanted to do was go home. But what home? He had no 'home'. It was Francis' house, and Francis didn't want him there. His parents hadn't wanted him either. Dietre never had a home.
It was a sunny day, the light reflected off the snow, hurting his eyes and making him scowl. The sun might have been out, but it was still bitter cold. He wore nothing to protect himself from the chill, he had left everything back at the high school, even his keys to the house. He didn't worry about how he'd get it, he'd just project something to unlock the door from the inside. Very simple.
Anger still pumped through his blood, helping to block out the cold. Why wouldn't Francis answer him? What could be more simple than telling someone you didn't like that you didn't like them? Francis' strange behavior was infuriating. Dietre exhaled a long breath through his nose, the plumes of steam making him look momentarily like the bull he sent rampaging through the hall.
His thoughts consumed him, he continued toward home solely on autopilot, oblivious to all else.