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[21 Sep 2012|05:56pm] |
Rooney had been sitting in a room by himself for days now. He hated it. He hated being locked up by himself, especially after having had the company of Thoreau for the couple of weeks they were together. He ran a hand through his hair, trying to calm himself down so he didn't punch through the walls and get himself into more trouble.
When they said it was recess time, Rooney immediately walked to the third floor common room and looked around for Thoreau. He wanted to see him again.
Thoreau hadn't really objected to being shipped up to the third floor. He was annoyed at Pyxis for telling on him, but things were uncomfortable down there anyway. Charlie kept looking at him like a kicked puppy and some part of Thoreau felt weird about letting Mason jerk him off. Like maybe he'd done something wrong.
Plus, Rooney was supposed to be on the third floor. Even if they couldn't get away with as much here. People were always watching. Thoreau was made to spend as much time with other people as possible, even if they were all starving girls or nutjobs. He rubbed the healing bruises on his arm and did his best not to glare at the skeleton he was attempting to play Monopoly with, and then froze for a moment when he saw Rooney walk into the common room. He smiled, shifting in his seat to make room for the other boy. "Hey."
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