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Sunday 6-21-2015
Who: Julien and James
When: Sunday Afternoon
Where: Boy's Dorms -> Hall -> ?
What: Julien is tired of staring at the wall in A 8
Rating: Pg-13 for potential violence, sexual innuendo and coarse language
Julien had had enough of sitting staring at the wall with his hand down the front of his jeans. Nothing was happening. It was utterly pointless. Granted, that wall made some interesting sounds in the middle of the night. It cut part of A 6 after all, but for now it wasnt doing jack shit. And that was just not cutting it. He sat up, pushing his dark brown hair out of his eyes and swung his legs over the side of the bed. Hand dipping to fix his fly before he stooped over to look for his shoes. They'd been kicked far under his bed the night before and he had to dig them out. The dust stuck to his black T shirt. It was raining out. Only a bit though, but it made the air smell wet. He felt it on his lips. Maybe he would go outside, no one would expect anyone to want to sneak out in the rain, right? As far as they knew, Julien didnt even like the rain, so they'd never suspect.
He pulled his shoes on, lacing them up before slipping out of his room, carefully padding down the hall past the other patient rooms. Instead of going straight towards the stairwell he decided to try finding something to snack on. If they saw him for a few minutes they wouldnt come look for him again until nightfall. That would be perfect. He slowed down as he passed A 4 coming up to A 3.
When: Sunday Afternoon
Where: Boy's Dorms -> Hall -> ?
What: Julien is tired of staring at the wall in A 8
Rating: Pg-13 for potential violence, sexual innuendo and coarse language
Julien had had enough of sitting staring at the wall with his hand down the front of his jeans. Nothing was happening. It was utterly pointless. Granted, that wall made some interesting sounds in the middle of the night. It cut part of A 6 after all, but for now it wasnt doing jack shit. And that was just not cutting it. He sat up, pushing his dark brown hair out of his eyes and swung his legs over the side of the bed. Hand dipping to fix his fly before he stooped over to look for his shoes. They'd been kicked far under his bed the night before and he had to dig them out. The dust stuck to his black T shirt. It was raining out. Only a bit though, but it made the air smell wet. He felt it on his lips. Maybe he would go outside, no one would expect anyone to want to sneak out in the rain, right? As far as they knew, Julien didnt even like the rain, so they'd never suspect.
He pulled his shoes on, lacing them up before slipping out of his room, carefully padding down the hall past the other patient rooms. Instead of going straight towards the stairwell he decided to try finding something to snack on. If they saw him for a few minutes they wouldnt come look for him again until nightfall. That would be perfect. He slowed down as he passed A 4 coming up to A 3.