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Post by Blake Clearwater on Jan 6, 2009 17:02:51 GMT -5
Blake woke upon the morning light flashing threw his dorms window, he didn't have a Dorm mate yet, he got up and yawned as he streached and rubbed his eyes, he grabbed his towel, and his clothes(Same as always but he had a lot of pairs: Black pants, Black shirt, Black Sweater, Blak/white baseball cap) he opened the door to the dorms washroom
Now after he had finished with his shower and getting into his clothes he walked back out and threw his towel into a bin for his dirty clothes(It was empty because he had done them last night), he grabbed a straighener from his desk and went and sat in front of his mirror "Stupid hair" he said brushing threw his Natcherly cirly hair, he straighened it within a hours time, his hair was natcherly black, flopping some of his short bands over one of his eyes.
He got down the stairs and into the lobby where all the other guys hanged on a weekends morning, "Hey Blake, your always the first to be dressed on the weekends" someone greeted him "Get off my back Billy" he growled at him, he made some eggs and toast, and went back to the dorm, sitting on a black leather single couch he watched the reruns of mythbusters, the people on the show where testing if a bull would destroy everything in a china shop.
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Post by Bryson Daniel Woods on Jan 11, 2009 17:32:30 GMT -5
Jeez, this shit is too heavy, Bryson thought to himself as he dragged his suitcase full of belongings, along with a guitar slung over his back. He was heading straight into the lobby where he was suppose to find his new dorm room and dorm buddy.
His shoulders were aching horribly as he struggled opening the double doors that lead into the lobby. He walked up to the front desk, signed in, received his information and continued on his way up the stairs signifying more pain for him. At the top of the stairs, he soon spotted the dorm room no. "100". Bryson quickly made his way into his new room. As he entered the room, his eyes spotted his room mate sitting down on a black leather sofa watching some T.V. Before he could say "Hey", he stumbled over his own feet and fell face first into the stratchy carpet.
Great, now I look like a complete dumbass [/i], thought Bryson to himself. What a GREAT way to introduce himself.[/font][/blockquote]
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