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wallie ([info]wallie) wrote in [info]mudbloods,
@ 2013-01-22 23:37:00


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Walden's arm was in a sling when he showed up at school. He had to home eventually and the longer he waited to do it, the worse his father would be. He wasn't stupid. He knew that. So he'd gotten it over with and had the bruises and scrapes to show for it. He'd managed to get out of it with a sprained shoulder instead of any broken bones, though, which was something. Sometimes you made the best out of a shitty situation. He walked up to Weldon, who'd been out the night before, when shit went down. "We need to talk."

Arielle was hanging out outside the school with Rabastan when she spotted Walden, mainly because she'd been checking out Weldon. He wasn't that bad, when you were kind of drunk and dancing with him. "Jesus, what happened to Macnair? He looked like he lost a fight. I didn't think that was possible."


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[info]lebruised
2013-01-24 06:26 am UTC (link)
"I'm not that bad, am I?" Weldon asked, frowning down at her. "I'm actually nice to you. You should see how I treat the other girls I want to date. I just don't want you to punch me in the bollocks."

Rabastan looked at the joint and took it from him, taking a small hit. "Still my fault." He told him, after he let the smoke out. He'd never actually been high before. Not with marijuana. Lucius had always liked to give him coke.

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[info]wallie
2013-01-24 06:34 am UTC (link)
"Other than making me touch your dick? No, you're not bad," Arielle said, leaning against Weldon as she took another sip of her vodka. "I would punch you in the bollocks if you were really a prick to me. I can be a tough bitch."

"I punched your father because I wanted to. You didn't make me do it," Walden said, taking the spliff back from Rabastan and taking another hit before he handed it back to him. "You're small, but you need more than that to feel it. Don't be a pussy."

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[info]lebruised
2013-01-24 07:19 am UTC (link)
Weldon looked down at her, then rested a hand on her bum, pressing her a little closer. "I know. It's why I like you. I'd like you even more if you sat on my face."

Rabastan looked at the joint and nodded, taking a bigger hit. He was thankful that he smoked and it didn't make him cough. He passed the joint back to Arielle, then leaned back against the couch, feeling dizzy.

He shook his head and stood, walking over to his television. He put on a comedy movie, because he felt like that was a good mix of something everyone would watch, then pulled off his shirt. "I'll be right back." He told them, then walked into his room.

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[info]wallie
2013-01-24 07:29 am UTC (link)
"Not going to sit on your face. I'm a lady." Arielle took the joint front Rabastan when he passed it over, looking at the telly. She took a drag, giggling a little, then offered the joint to Weldon. "I'll let you touch my bum, though. That's fine. Ladies don't mind bum touching."

Walden watched Rabastan leave, then grabbed a piece of jerky before he followed him into the bedroom. "Why are you taking your clothes off?" he asked. "Weldon wants to fuck your friend."

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[info]lebruised
2013-01-24 07:37 am UTC (link)
"If you're a lady, consider my face a throne, baby." Weldon told her, giving her a very proud smirk. "I'll make you feel like a queen."



"I'm going to put on sweats and a tank." Rabastan told Walden as he looked him over, then pulled off his denims. He started going through his drawers, finding his sweats and pulling them on. "I said I'd be right back."

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