Ethan Douglass (intentionseer) wrote in onceuponadream, @ 2011-07-12 23:53:00 |
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Ethan had come to Los Angeles with the intention of… he didn't know. He'd been annoyed when he'd heard that Stasia was dating some… nice guy, and he'd wanted to… something. Obviously, that hadn't worked out for him. He'd been on the west coast for more than a month, and nothing had changed. She was still dating that nice guy, and he was… going home… to his mother… because his feelings had been hurt… like a pussy… for fuck's sake, he really didn't deserve the testicles that were hanging between his legs. "I'm glad we got to spend a little time together," he murmured as they came to a stop a few feet away from the line that would take him through security. They'd had a pretty bad argument a few nights before, but he was willing to move past that. He didn't enjoy arguing with her, after all… well, not when they were seriously arguing. Her preferred their playful banter… even if he did have an annoying habit of pushing until she was genuinely annoyed with him. "That's why I came," he admitted. "I wanted to spend time with you." As he'd spent a good portion of his time fucking the bimbos he'd met while clubbing, she could decide not to believe him. That was the truth, though… or as close to the truth as he could get without having an epiphany he wasn't interested in having. |