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Post by Ian Flanagan on Apr 20, 2007 9:26:46 GMT -5
Ian yawned, trying to stay awake even though the dark red couch was so plush and comfortable . . . the dim lighting in this particular corner along with the heady rhythm of his Potions textbook made his eyes slip shut . . . or maybe it was the lack of sleep he got normally; either way, his body was sort of untensing into the corner where the arm of the couch met the back. Reality was blurring and dimming, dreams poked at the edges of his conciousness.
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Post by Zachariah Moore on Apr 20, 2007 9:45:56 GMT -5
Zack smile as he entered the student lounge and spotted Ian, drifting off into sleep. He walked over to him. He hadnt seen his housemate since the bonfire and was curious enough to know why. He poked him lightly.
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Post by Ian Flanagan on Apr 20, 2007 9:52:23 GMT -5
Ian mumbled, "I was paying attention . . ." and opened his eyes. He was a little confused-this wasn't class, why was he asleep again? "Wha-Zack!" Ian blurted, and pushed himself upright and halfway to the other end of the couch, memories flooding back to him; he wondered how much of the bonfire Zack remembered or what Zack's interpretation of Ian's actions had been and decided not to panic just yet.
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Post by Zachariah Moore on Apr 20, 2007 9:54:58 GMT -5
Zack laughed. "Thanks for the seat." he said, sitting down where Ian had moved from. "Why haven't you been to practice? I haven't seen you since the bonfire." He asked, making himslef cmfortable on the couch.
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Post by Ian Flanagan on Apr 20, 2007 10:00:15 GMT -5
"We had practice? I'm sorry . . ." Ian said with a grin. "Guess I missed that announcement. Oh yeah, the bonfire . . ." he said casually, scratching his head. "Wow I was pretty drunk, I think . . . you were too, right? It's all such a blur . . ."
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Post by Zachariah Moore on Apr 20, 2007 10:03:36 GMT -5
"Blur? I wish i still seen in blurs." Zack laughed. "Perhaps I drink too much because every stupid thing i do, I remeber." He shrugged it off, not paying the night much mind. He remembered the odd way Ian had been acting and didnt want to embrass the guy.
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Post by Ian Flanagan on Apr 20, 2007 10:12:13 GMT -5
Ian ran Zack's words through his mind . . .he wishes it had been blurred . . . that means he remembers something he'd rather not . . .oh. That was what Ian's mind decided. He looked over at Zack and said, "Look . . . about that . . . I must have been out of my mind . . . see, Brandon gave me these pills and . . .you know . . . that was all."
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Post by Zachariah Moore on Apr 20, 2007 10:14:53 GMT -5
Zack looked at him confused, "about what?" He looked at Ian. "You had pills and gave me none?" He fake pouted. "How rude. Where'd you go off to that night anyways? With that Kinrick friend of yours i s'pose? Thought I seen him"
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Post by Ian Flanagan on Apr 20, 2007 10:19:44 GMT -5
"Kinrick friend? Brandon? Oh! Jean . . . only talked to him for a minute, really . . . he left after that. I'm not sure where I went afterwards, to be honest. I woke up in my bed .. . but there was a fair amount of sand and I felt like shit. No. I don't know." Ian shrugged; he knew Jean and Brandon had both left . . . well, Jean had left, maybe he'd talked to Brandon afterwards? Doubftul.
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Post by Zachariah Moore on Apr 20, 2007 10:24:19 GMT -5
Zack laughed. "I passed out on the beach. So much for peaceful bonfires."
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Post by Ian Flanagan on Apr 20, 2007 10:30:11 GMT -5
"Ah!" Ian said triumphantly. "How could I not recognize that? I passed out too, at some point in the early morning I got up and stumbled to my bed, waking at noonish . . . that's happened before. No wonder I was covered in sand. Had to pull beach grass out of my hair and that stuff hooks in."
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Post by Zachariah Moore on Apr 20, 2007 10:31:53 GMT -5
Zack laughed. "Goptt love a good party." He yawned and reached for his bag, pulling out his demonology book
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Post by Zachariah Moore on Apr 20, 2007 10:39:08 GMT -5
Got**
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Post by Ian Flanagan on Apr 20, 2007 10:40:55 GMT -5
Ian nodded. "Except the next morning when suddenly the party seemed like the worst idea you ever had . . ." He looked over at Zack and grinned. "And yet, by nightfall that's all forgotten again."
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Post by Zachariah Moore on Apr 20, 2007 10:42:55 GMT -5
Zack laughed. "Kinrick needs to throw another party." He nodded his head, while flipping threw his text book.
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