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Post by Chris Brody on Aug 18, 2007 8:28:31 GMT -5
  An iPhone was slid onto the couch next to Chris after he finished replying to a text. It wouldn't be too long before he had company. A thick dictionary was propping open the door to the dorm he shared with William Blair. An open invintation to anyone who knew him. He just needed someone to talk to, just needed company. And these days it was hard to find. He was hoping Ezzie, or maybe even William would pop in. That would be great. Even though females weren't "allowed" in the boy's dorm, they always broke the rules to make visits. Some rules are made to be broken.
Chris was sitting on the couch, eating a bowl of cereal. Corn Pops, to be exact. It was 10:16, meaning plenty of people could be awake. During school, he always woke up early, even on weekends. It became habitual after some time. William had disappeared even before Chris woke up, and hadn't left any explanation. So, alone, as usual, Chris had cleaned the dorm some, and collected the laundry that needed to be taken to the wash. After a shower, he had settled on the couch, where he was now. To his utter delight, his favorite cartoon had a marathon. The sounds of Scooby Doo filled the dorm, along with a random chuckle here and there from Chris. |
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