James (jamesownsit) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2009-09-28 08:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | fisher, james |
Tuesday - 1/22/08
Who: James and Fisher
When: Tuesday Night
Where: TJS Dorms
What: James decides to track his ex-fiance down.
Tonight was a full moon, which sucked for James. He was feeling positively fabulous tonight, albeit a bit sore from the night before, and he was ready for a party, but there was no party to be had as he had found out earlier when he'd tried to leave to go and do just that. Stupid moon. And here he'd already arranged for a sitter and was left with absolutely nothing to do.
But there was one thing he could think to do, now that he gave it some thought.
Since last night, James had only been able to think about one thing, or, well, two, but that was beside the point. Not only was he thinking about Lloyd and how good last night was and wondering when they were going to do that again, but he was also thinking about this Fisher person to whom he had apparently been engaged and finding himself increasingly curious about him. So he decided to go and find him.
Bare footed and dressed in a pair of silk striped pajama pants and a robe that didn't exactly match but rather accentuated the pants rather well and was also silk and striped, James made his way through the halls of TJS to the place where the boys were. At least he could get there. Thank God for the tunnels. If he'd had to sit around in his apartment alone all night, he would have simply DIED.
Now he hadn't really given much thought as to how he was going to track down this Fisher person once he'd gotten there, and he paused for a moment to consider it before he simply opted for what seemed like the easiest means possible. "Fisher!" He said the name loud and clear, hoping that the boy at least knew who he was seeing as how there were a few folks around here who didn't seem to even know that much.
"Oh, Fisher! Where are you?" He strolled through the halls, checking the common areas, the bathrooms, and poking his head inside of open doors. Eventually someone was bound to bite, even if it wasn't this Fisher guy. It didn't really matter so long as he was cute.