Landon Kirby (mopheadedhobbit) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2021-04-25 21:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, !open, ~2021 april, ~~elliott gilbert (homagetoziggy), ~~landon kirby (mopheadedhobbit) |
WHO: Landon Kirby and OPEN
WHAT: Heading home from the library
WHEN: Sunday afternoon
WHERE: By the library
WARNINGS: TBD, likely low, mild bullying
STATUS: Open/Ongoing
Landon wasn't sure how he felt about so much of Hope's family showing up. Oh, he was happy for her. But each one who came brought another death threat, which really wasn't all that cool when it came down to it. He didn't know how to convince them that he really did love Hope and while he was just eighteen and they were her family, he knew his own heart when it came to this. Sometimes you just knew that someone was the right one for you, and Landon knew that Hope was.
He'd just try to avoid them as much as he could, although he knew it wouldn't be entirely possible, no matter how much he might have wanted it to be. He'd have to make an apppearance once in a while.
Walking out of the library, Landon was glad that he was done studying for the day. School was getting harder, but he supposed it should, since he was almost ready to graduate. Just a month or so left, and he could get out of here and get his own apartment. And maybe go to college. He hadn't decided on that yet. He really had no idea what he'd study if he did go.
Walking down the street, some jock ran by on an evening run, intentionally jostling him and causing him to drop his stuff. Nothing new. Landon was used to being picked on. It had pretty much been his life. He wished - not for the last time - that he had witch powers so he could throw a curse on them. Nothing big. Just enough to get them back. But alas, he didn't, so he just bent down to gather the stuff. What choice did he have, really?