Adrian Pucey (friendineed) wrote in unloading_zone, @ 2010-07-07 15:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | adrian pucey, hugo weasley |
WHO: Adrian and Hugo
WHERE: Bungalow #2
WHEN: Wednesday Evening
WHAT: Roomies FTW
RATING: TBD
STATUS: Incomplete
Adrian's luggage sat untouched by the wall, next to his bed. He was doing his best not to stare at it, stare at it and will it open without any of the supposed side effects he had heard of from others on the island. Adrian wasn't altogether certain that he believed their accounts of the baggage but he wasn't stupid enough just yet to give it a try on his own. In other words he hadn't consumed that much alcohol yet. It was bound to happen though, without any of the things he loved there was only so much that could occupy his mind. At the moment he was eating some of the fruit he'd picked earlier in the day. No one told him what he had to do with the fruit did they? Currently Bungalow #2 was overflowing with mangos and pineapple. That was one perk to the job, the other being that it did wonders for Adrian's tan. He did enjoy a job that didn't require a shirt or shoes for that matter.
He let one leg flop off the bed he was sprawled on as he ate another slice of mango, foot swinging idly. Bored. Bored. Bored. Who knew that life on the beach wasn't quite all that it was cracked up to be. Another swing of his foot and he paused. Was that the sound of the door? He sure as fuck hoped it was. He needed some new entertainment in the form of a bungalow-mate.
"Hope you're dropping trou as I speak. You know the rules."