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Posted 1/21/16
Lukiesse felt the presence of Storme's hand as if his back was being touched, and blushed a bit. He listened to his questions, "It's mainly my father now... my brother disappeared a week ago, so I don't see him show up anymore." He shivered at the thought of them. "... sometimes they would barge into my room at night, or pretend to visit me during the day, and sometimes I would be in class... He would take me somewhere people weren't around, and yell at me and the likes.." He felt his heart throb at the memories of being yelled and accused of, as he was suddenly asked about a washing machine. He blinked, looking at Storme. "... yeah, I have one in the bathroom. Why..." He looked at Storme's shirt, and let out a laugh. "What? Did you have a great time last night?" He joked, with a smirk on his face.
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Storme bit his lip, mumbling an obscenity to himself. "Have you considered locking your door?" He said in a slightly dry tone. He wasn't mentally prepared for them to break in in the middle often he night. It was some consolation that his brother was missing, however, as that meant one less person to deal with. Despite this he was a little sympathetic towards the situation beyond that. Trying to focus on the main problem at hand, he chuckled to himself and started off into the other room. "Ladies love the uniform." He said, starting to pull off his shirt. He sat with his back towards Lukiesse in the bed, digging through his bag of stuff. He had various tools and his belt in there, but no shirt. He frowned slightly, feeling the scar running down the front of his chest. It would be awkward if Lukiesse found out about it. He would have told him while they were on the topic, but he wasn't in the mood to. He still wasn't in the mood to, in fact. But he wasn't sure where the bathroom with the washer was and he really wasn't in the mood to have Lukiesse see it. Mainly because he hated the idea of personal connections. He would give Lukiesse the dirty shirt, and then he would see the scar, and then he would think that he wasn't such a tough guy after all, and that he cared because he happened to also have a scar, and that they were destined to meet, or something. That was usually how people worked. Deciding he had to get it done, he stood and turned to face Lukiesse again, his gaze just to the side of him. "Here." He said, throwing the shirt at him. He muttered something like, "You're probably closer" before turning away again and laying down in the bed.
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Lukiesse looked at his door as he was asked about his door. "... I do lock it if I remember to." He slid his shirt back on, turning back towards Storme, as he looked at Storme's coffee cup again. He stared at the cup for awhile, 'What would coffee taste like... I've never had it before.' He thought to himself, as his eyes moved back over to Storme. Storme was now undressing, and he watched, looking at his abs. They were even more in-depth with his shirt off. He blushed once again, as Storme had his back to Lukiesse, and all of a sudden threw his shirt at him, laying back on the bed. The shirt hit his face, as he stood there, the shirt covering his face. He quickly removed it from his face, coughing. "IT REEKS OF ALCOHOL!" He yelled, folding it over his arm. "You'd have to wash this twice to get the smell out!" He complained, putting some shoes on. "I'm going to go wash this, so if you get bored, just come find me." He added, as he opened the dorm room, and headed out.
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Storme chuckled to himself when Lukiesse complained about the smell of alcohol. He mumbled something like "uh-huh" when Lukiesse left, and resigned to laying on his back and staring up at the ceiling. He was quickly regretting his choice of coffee as he tried to close his eyes and will himself to go to sleep again. He didn't really like being completely alone while sober. His mind tended to wander to... Less desirable things. Sitting there for a few minutes he finally decided to spring up and go find alcohol. He remembered Lukiesse said something about the cafeteria, but he decided to go to an actual store instead. He managed to find where he parked his car and went out, before returning to the room again. He had finished two beers with the third one in hand when he realized he was bored again, and started out to find wherever Lukiesse went. He figured he was still in the dorm somewhere, so he started looking for a laundry room.
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Posted 1/23/16
Lukiesse walked around until he found the laundry room. He went inside, putting Storme's shirt inside one of the washing machines. He poured in some cleaning powder, as he turned on the washing machine, watching it swirl every each way. He sat down as he watched the clothes spin and the timer count down minute by minute, as he swung his feet back and forth. Once it was done it beeped, and he took out the soaked shirt, and threw it in again. He waited for the beeper again, as he watched it swirl around again, as the timer beeped again. He took out the twice as soaked shirt from the machine, and threw it into the dryer. After awhile of waiting, the dryer beeped, as he took out the nice-smelling, clean shirt. He took the shirt and left the room, as he noticed Storme walking around in a random pattern. He walked over to Storme, but stopped when he smelled the scent of beer on him. "... were you drinking again?" He looked at Storme, which whom was shirtless, as he gave Storme his shirt. He noticed a scar on Storme's chest, but didn't think much about, nor did he want to bring up memories. He simply tried to avoid the subject at hand. He looked up at Storme, "If you go out, you should at least wear a shirt next time!"
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Storme grabbed the shirt and started to slip it on. "Uhm... Maybe." He said. He was a little tipsy by that point, however it wasn't that obvious that he was. Years of drinking alcohol had made his tolerance quite high for it. He shrugged when Lukiesse mentioned "putting on a shirt". "Eh." He said. "They know me by now." The sight of a mildly pissed off shirtless man driving a police car might have bothered some people, but Storme took no notice of it. "You want some?" He offered. He always got annoyed when hanging out with people who were not as drunk as he was. Thinking about Lukiesse's probable previous experience with alcohol, he figured that he would get drunk faster and off of less than he would. "It'll be fun." He offered.
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