Abel was fine. Totally fine. Not freaking out, not one bit. Nope.
When he inserted his keycard in the scanner and pulled the glass door open, that was when he started to freak out a little bit.
He had to do this, though. Adonis hadn't even left the hotel room yet all week. Poor guy, Emmett was such a dick. So when someone threw out the idea of hanging out at the hotel pool, as much as Abel wanted to protest he just couldn't when Adonis agreed to it.
But it would be okay. Abel would be okay. He had to do this for Adonis.
No one was in the pool area yet, as far as he could tell. At least this place was fancy enough to spring for an indoor pool, plus what looked like a hot tub that you probably wouldn't catch a sex disease from. Also had some lounge chairs for the sake of it, and big ass windows all along the sides and the ceiling so everyone can watch you while you drown.
Maybe he should work on his inner pep talks. He penciled that in for later.
"Well, uh... guess this is it," he said, clapping his hands together as Marco and Adonis trickled in behind him. Jonah better get here soon if he knew what was good for him. Dude just had to have a detour which was probably an Arizona-related detour, but that was besides the point.
"So, you guys have fun! I'm just, uh, gonna hang back over here." He patted Adonis and Marco on the back before retreating to one of the lounge chairs and dropping his stuff off.
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(Matthew Hunt Trip Start)
Fuck, where is it?
As Matthew walked down the hallway, he was digging through his bag, looking for that god-forsaken sunscreen lotion. He knew he threw it in when he was packing, but it just disappeared on him!
Not looking where he was going, he bumped his left arm against one of the employees. Matthew got a brief glimpse at his nametag, "Henry", when he turned his head towards Matthew and gave him a dirty look while they both continued to walk in opposite directions.
"Sorry!" he said, and Henry shaked his head briefly and looked away from him as he continued to walk away. God, who lit a fire under his ass?
Deciding to forfeit the search for the sunscreen for now, Matthew pulled out his keycard from his pocket when he got close to the glass door and inserted it into the scanner. Pulling it open, he saw three of his classmates, Abel, Marco, and Adonis. It seemed pretty empty except for them four.
"Hey, guys!" Matthew said to Marco and Adonis, giving them a small wave as he walked to the lounge chairs. It seemed like he got here just after they did, as Abel looked like he just dropped his things.
Dropping his bag at a different chair next to Abel, he spoke to him.
"How's the trip so far?"
Fuck, where is it?
As Matthew walked down the hallway, he was digging through his bag, looking for that god-forsaken sunscreen lotion. He knew he threw it in when he was packing, but it just disappeared on him!
Not looking where he was going, he bumped his left arm against one of the employees. Matthew got a brief glimpse at his nametag, "Henry", when he turned his head towards Matthew and gave him a dirty look while they both continued to walk in opposite directions.
"Sorry!" he said, and Henry shaked his head briefly and looked away from him as he continued to walk away. God, who lit a fire under his ass?
Deciding to forfeit the search for the sunscreen for now, Matthew pulled out his keycard from his pocket when he got close to the glass door and inserted it into the scanner. Pulling it open, he saw three of his classmates, Abel, Marco, and Adonis. It seemed pretty empty except for them four.
"Hey, guys!" Matthew said to Marco and Adonis, giving them a small wave as he walked to the lounge chairs. It seemed like he got here just after they did, as Abel looked like he just dropped his things.
Dropping his bag at a different chair next to Abel, he spoke to him.
"How's the trip so far?"
V8 Relationships Thread
Brook Peterson
Lula Gray Any thoughts or criticisms on my writing are welcome and appreciated! Feel free to message me on Discord.
Brook Peterson
Lula Gray Any thoughts or criticisms on my writing are welcome and appreciated! Feel free to message me on Discord.
A smaller door on the opposite end of the pool plaintively beeped as it was keyed open.
Camila stomped business-like tread across the pristine pool deck, her appraisal of the spacious area brief. Good-looking pools like these carried that vague baking aroma of chlorine- they were far more doctor's office sterile than nature's swimming holes. The windows were a new touch too, she'd never swam an indoor pool in her life.
She'd come down from the room in her bathing suit, no need to bring clothes along to have to keep track of. No rules against two-pieces that she could imagine up to exist. A lazily yawning lounge chair was claimed by slightly starchy towel fluff. Stolen straight from the hotel bathroom, obviously so.
She briefly appraised a few very vaguely familiar faces far side from her, right before her hair violently swiped down as she threw herself at the surface of the water.
A loud explosion of water, then quieter. The flutter of Camila's legs followed her, she drunk in the details with efficiency. Cool water trying to shove up against her bare skin while she shoved it aside with her torpedo form. Her legs churned like a boat engine, her arms tumbled like a windmill. Not the best form, good enough form. As long as she got where she wanted to go.
That, she did in a few seconds. The effortful roar of her motor quieted as her fluttering sledgehammer kicks stilled and she clung to the lip of the pool nearest the boys, staring at none of them in particular with her bangs glued indiscriminately over her gaze.
"Race?"
Camila stomped business-like tread across the pristine pool deck, her appraisal of the spacious area brief. Good-looking pools like these carried that vague baking aroma of chlorine- they were far more doctor's office sterile than nature's swimming holes. The windows were a new touch too, she'd never swam an indoor pool in her life.
She'd come down from the room in her bathing suit, no need to bring clothes along to have to keep track of. No rules against two-pieces that she could imagine up to exist. A lazily yawning lounge chair was claimed by slightly starchy towel fluff. Stolen straight from the hotel bathroom, obviously so.
She briefly appraised a few very vaguely familiar faces far side from her, right before her hair violently swiped down as she threw herself at the surface of the water.
A loud explosion of water, then quieter. The flutter of Camila's legs followed her, she drunk in the details with efficiency. Cool water trying to shove up against her bare skin while she shoved it aside with her torpedo form. Her legs churned like a boat engine, her arms tumbled like a windmill. Not the best form, good enough form. As long as she got where she wanted to go.
That, she did in a few seconds. The effortful roar of her motor quieted as her fluttering sledgehammer kicks stilled and she clung to the lip of the pool nearest the boys, staring at none of them in particular with her bangs glued indiscriminately over her gaze.
"Race?"
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Hells yes. Marco was soooooo happy this pool was indoors. Indoor pools were the superior child to outdoor pools for lots of reasons. One, you could swim in them at any time of year. Two, you can swim in them even if a thunderstorm was going on outside. Actually, you probably can't, but like, nobody has ever tested this theory yet, so you probably could too. Number three, and most importantly, Soul-challenged individuals like Marco could take a dip without turning into a lobster after 30 minutes on a warm summers day. It was not a fun time to turn into a red penguin for a week, then start shedding skin to reveal your lizard people genes to everyone the next week. The worst part of it all? You don't even tan after it all. Once all the red flakes off, you're just as pale white as you are before and it sucks.
Plus it was nice to go with a couple of buddies and try to cheer Adonis up. After a string of recent events, Marco had lost all respect and any sort of vibes of friendship he had with Emmett, once he learned how big of a pussy he was. First he gets him slapped over a stupid joke and acts like it's a mega big deal and shit, and then he goes and does what he did to Adonis. In the end, Emmett doesn't even rate being called Emmett anymore. To Marco, he was just 'Pussy' because in the end that is all Emmett was, a pussy. Marco was glad to help Adonis forget that pussy. Buuuuut, if he could get others onto the train of calling Emmett a pussy that'd be the funniest thing.
Marco dropped his beach ball to the ground and looked around at the glass windows and roof before he got an idea. He kicked his beach ball, sending it flying into a window, before it bounced off and landed into the pool. It was stupid and pointless, but it was fun, and it is the simple things in life that are the most fun. A voice called off in the distance, It was Matt, asking about their trip. "It's alright, can't complain, how bout, you?"
Another voice came from the pool, asking if they wanted to race. Marco looked towards his group, then towards Camila, then towards his group. He had another idea, one that'd hopefully help cheer Adonis up. Marco took his phone out of his black red and white skull and crossbones swim trunks, before taking his shirt off and wrapping it around his phone, then tucking it into his towel placing it on the lounge chair next to him. "Hey Adonis? Wanna join in?"
Plus it was nice to go with a couple of buddies and try to cheer Adonis up. After a string of recent events, Marco had lost all respect and any sort of vibes of friendship he had with Emmett, once he learned how big of a pussy he was. First he gets him slapped over a stupid joke and acts like it's a mega big deal and shit, and then he goes and does what he did to Adonis. In the end, Emmett doesn't even rate being called Emmett anymore. To Marco, he was just 'Pussy' because in the end that is all Emmett was, a pussy. Marco was glad to help Adonis forget that pussy. Buuuuut, if he could get others onto the train of calling Emmett a pussy that'd be the funniest thing.
Marco dropped his beach ball to the ground and looked around at the glass windows and roof before he got an idea. He kicked his beach ball, sending it flying into a window, before it bounced off and landed into the pool. It was stupid and pointless, but it was fun, and it is the simple things in life that are the most fun. A voice called off in the distance, It was Matt, asking about their trip. "It's alright, can't complain, how bout, you?"
Another voice came from the pool, asking if they wanted to race. Marco looked towards his group, then towards Camila, then towards his group. He had another idea, one that'd hopefully help cheer Adonis up. Marco took his phone out of his black red and white skull and crossbones swim trunks, before taking his shirt off and wrapping it around his phone, then tucking it into his towel placing it on the lounge chair next to him. "Hey Adonis? Wanna join in?"
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Adonis was trying to not let his low energy show in front of Abel and Marco as they were settling in the indoor pool area and he knew that he shouldn't be moping around all week on this trip. He knew that he should be having fun and hanging out with his friends in a good, cheerful way. His heart still felt like it was in a sinking hole and he wondered how much longer he was going to feel sad for. He needed to try to act that he was okay now. He knew that Abel and Marco were trying to cheer him up and he felt a bit of warmth towards them for that. It was a bit funny that Emmett's ex-friend was actually doing this for him.
Adonis' ears perked up at the sound of a race. His love for swimming was coming back and he almost felt himself smiling. Almost. He just needed a bit of a push. He heard Marco asking if he wanted to join and Adonis felt like he wanted to. But he was also hesitating for no reason. What was stopping him from having a great time with people who wanted him to be happy? He really needed to get over it, didn't he?
Adonis found himself looking over at Abel; as if he was asking for his permission to join in and then he looked back at Marco with an unsure look on his face. He then felt himself nod his head a little. "Sure." He said, trying to make himself sound more enthusiastic about it and he wanted his negative feelings to go away. "I would like a bit of fun."
He was being honest about that part. He wanted fun. He wanted to be himself again.
Adonis' ears perked up at the sound of a race. His love for swimming was coming back and he almost felt himself smiling. Almost. He just needed a bit of a push. He heard Marco asking if he wanted to join and Adonis felt like he wanted to. But he was also hesitating for no reason. What was stopping him from having a great time with people who wanted him to be happy? He really needed to get over it, didn't he?
Adonis found himself looking over at Abel; as if he was asking for his permission to join in and then he looked back at Marco with an unsure look on his face. He then felt himself nod his head a little. "Sure." He said, trying to make himself sound more enthusiastic about it and he wanted his negative feelings to go away. "I would like a bit of fun."
He was being honest about that part. He wanted fun. He wanted to be himself again.
Abel kicked back and reclined in the lounge chair, stretching out his strangely feminine legs. He pulled out his phone from his black athletic shorts and got to tap tap tapping a quick message out.
"Sorry," Abel shook his head. "Wha-"
Adonis was looking at Abel for some reason. It looked like there was already a party going on over in the actual pool. Abel just flashed him a grin and a thumbs up before turning back to Matthew. "I'm sorry, heh, I wasn't listening. What's up?"
Oh wait, did someone say something? Abel looked up and over to see Matthew looking at him like he expected an answer for something. Whoops.Abel wrote: Hey babe hanging out at tha pool rn if u wanna come
Jonah Adonis and macaroni
*Marco
"Sorry," Abel shook his head. "Wha-"
Adonis was looking at Abel for some reason. It looked like there was already a party going on over in the actual pool. Abel just flashed him a grin and a thumbs up before turning back to Matthew. "I'm sorry, heh, I wasn't listening. What's up?"
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"It's good, man." Matthew said to Marco as he heard a woman's voice asking about a race. He looked over for a brief moment and saw that it was Camila's voice.
Racing against her? With him looking like Kevin James from Mall Cop? No way he was going to win that.
Looking back towards Abel, it seemed like he only just now noticed him and asked how he was doing.
"Not much." Matthew said as he put his phone in his bag and took off his red hoodie, where he was wearing his blue shirt underneath it, "The museums were interesting and such."
He then began to take off his shirt and long black sports pants, revealing his physical fitness to the world. Thankfully, he remembered to put on his swim trunks, his Backcast III Water Trunks, instead of his underwear beforehand.
Matthew spoke to Abel again.
"What's your favorite part of this trip?"
Racing against her? With him looking like Kevin James from Mall Cop? No way he was going to win that.
Looking back towards Abel, it seemed like he only just now noticed him and asked how he was doing.
"Not much." Matthew said as he put his phone in his bag and took off his red hoodie, where he was wearing his blue shirt underneath it, "The museums were interesting and such."
He then began to take off his shirt and long black sports pants, revealing his physical fitness to the world. Thankfully, he remembered to put on his swim trunks, his Backcast III Water Trunks, instead of his underwear beforehand.
Matthew spoke to Abel again.
"What's your favorite part of this trip?"
V8 Relationships Thread
Brook Peterson
Lula Gray Any thoughts or criticisms on my writing are welcome and appreciated! Feel free to message me on Discord.
Brook Peterson
Lula Gray Any thoughts or criticisms on my writing are welcome and appreciated! Feel free to message me on Discord.
She idly watched a few of the boys pull off their shirts, moved onto the view out the window. Reappraisals of generic information for her lazy eye could find no productive else.
She lazily drifted the way of that one tiny long-leg's beach ball and stole it, smiling easily as she tossed it back at him in a high arc.
"Let's get to it then."
She was ready to the point where she was already serenely assuming a kick-off position against the pool's edge. She offered the two boys who had vocally accepted a broad, slightly cocky grin as she found her footing. Cold and slippery concrete was unfamiliar under her toes but not unnatural.
She lazily drifted the way of that one tiny long-leg's beach ball and stole it, smiling easily as she tossed it back at him in a high arc.
"Let's get to it then."
She was ready to the point where she was already serenely assuming a kick-off position against the pool's edge. She offered the two boys who had vocally accepted a broad, slightly cocky grin as she found her footing. Cold and slippery concrete was unfamiliar under her toes but not unnatural.
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"Hell yeah! Hells yes!" Marco was now thoroughly hyped. He was pretty happy to see that Adonis was willing to put the stupid shit behind him. Marco was glad to help someone get through a shitty situation like that. It was better when people were laughing and not bumming around crying all the time. Marco was honestly glad, because you know who wasn't worth the effort of feeling pity for, he brought everything that happened to him upon his self. Friggen pussy.
Marco kicked his shoes off his feet into the pile of clothes he left by his chair. He turned back to look at Adonis, still hesitating just a bit. Marco realized he just needed to give Adonis a little tug in the right direction. He was gonna keep feeling like shit all day unless he had enough of a distraction. Marco had to fix that. Laughing was better than crying. No hesitating, jump right in. "Well? What're we waiting for man! It's a race isn't it?"
Marco swiftly turned around, and bolted for the pool. With a running start he hopped, shouting "Witness!" on the way in. Okay, so maybe he was cheating in this race a little bit. Maybe he was catching Camila and Adonis off guard. Then again, what better motivation would Adonis have besides being forced into the situation? Was he going to let a cheater win? Then again what if Marco ended up winning?
Hey, like Lord Jagi said, It doesn't matter how you win, just as long as you win.
Marco kicked his shoes off his feet into the pile of clothes he left by his chair. He turned back to look at Adonis, still hesitating just a bit. Marco realized he just needed to give Adonis a little tug in the right direction. He was gonna keep feeling like shit all day unless he had enough of a distraction. Marco had to fix that. Laughing was better than crying. No hesitating, jump right in. "Well? What're we waiting for man! It's a race isn't it?"
Marco swiftly turned around, and bolted for the pool. With a running start he hopped, shouting "Witness!" on the way in. Okay, so maybe he was cheating in this race a little bit. Maybe he was catching Camila and Adonis off guard. Then again, what better motivation would Adonis have besides being forced into the situation? Was he going to let a cheater win? Then again what if Marco ended up winning?
Hey, like Lord Jagi said, It doesn't matter how you win, just as long as you win.
((i literally have no idea about which thread im coming from so lol))
Angie was completely unable to shake off the sheer anxiety of sharing her room with Violet. From her basic understanding, Violet was into witchcraft and Angelina didn't like that. When she left the room to do anything, whether it was to go see a museum or talk on the phone with her family, she had this overwhelming anxiety that she would come back to Violet summoning Satan while eating her first born.
At the same time, Angie didn't want to spend all of her time of the trip inside of the room, making sure the girl wasn't summoning Paimon then cutting off her head. However, she knew from experience that Violet was usually really nice, and there was nothing fear from her. Angelina didn't want some severely questionable anxiety ruining this first time outside of the family home.
That said anxiety left when she entered the pool area after putting on her blue swimsuit. She couldn’t call these people friends, but they weren’t enemies or anything. She opened the glass door, scanning the room with her eyes. There was this blue plastic slide made for children, but anybody could bet that Angie wanted to ride it. There was just something fun about sliding down a waterslide despite being both over the height and weight limit.
A second scan revealed something that should be worrying, there weren’t any lifeguards. Shouldn’t there be a lifeguard if it’s during opening hours? Whatever, it just meant nobody with any semblance of valid authority would get in the way. As she was making some wet noises by stepping from splashed water, she realized that she was about to get in the way of the race. Angie stepped back, and let the racers pass by.
Angie was completely unable to shake off the sheer anxiety of sharing her room with Violet. From her basic understanding, Violet was into witchcraft and Angelina didn't like that. When she left the room to do anything, whether it was to go see a museum or talk on the phone with her family, she had this overwhelming anxiety that she would come back to Violet summoning Satan while eating her first born.
At the same time, Angie didn't want to spend all of her time of the trip inside of the room, making sure the girl wasn't summoning Paimon then cutting off her head. However, she knew from experience that Violet was usually really nice, and there was nothing fear from her. Angelina didn't want some severely questionable anxiety ruining this first time outside of the family home.
That said anxiety left when she entered the pool area after putting on her blue swimsuit. She couldn’t call these people friends, but they weren’t enemies or anything. She opened the glass door, scanning the room with her eyes. There was this blue plastic slide made for children, but anybody could bet that Angie wanted to ride it. There was just something fun about sliding down a waterslide despite being both over the height and weight limit.
A second scan revealed something that should be worrying, there weren’t any lifeguards. Shouldn’t there be a lifeguard if it’s during opening hours? Whatever, it just meant nobody with any semblance of valid authority would get in the way. As she was making some wet noises by stepping from splashed water, she realized that she was about to get in the way of the race. Angie stepped back, and let the racers pass by.
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Adonis was too busy looking at Camila until he straight up realizing that Marco was cheating by diving right into the pool. He opened his mouth to tell Marco off. But then he realized that Marco was just being Marco. There was no way that he could do anything to stop Marco from doing what he wanted. Besides they were here to have fun. Even if it was to cheer him up from being in a still somewhat sad mood.
"Alright. I'll take you guys on. I'll definitely win." He said with some prideful cheer and he lowered his body into the water with one shift move. "Cheating won't help you out, Marco!" He called out to him with a playful smile and a small chuckle.
He then used one of his feet to push himself from the wall behind him and he started to use the technique of a front crawl to move his body with ease. He didn't even pay attention to what Camila was doing and he made his way pass Marco easily. Marco should know to not mess with someone who is a pro at swimming!
"Alright. I'll take you guys on. I'll definitely win." He said with some prideful cheer and he lowered his body into the water with one shift move. "Cheating won't help you out, Marco!" He called out to him with a playful smile and a small chuckle.
He then used one of his feet to push himself from the wall behind him and he started to use the technique of a front crawl to move his body with ease. He didn't even pay attention to what Camila was doing and he made his way pass Marco easily. Marco should know to not mess with someone who is a pro at swimming!
She was excited for a moment, then the boys both erupted past her in ferociously loud splashes and her moment proved over. She hadn't been expecting them to be so into it. She'd ended up losing her own race before she'd even begun it. Her feet flailed for purchase, she settled back to standing position.
She had no reason, if she'd be asked 'why hadn't she been ready to go when they'd been'? She'd only been marginally prepared, which meant, not enough.
Well, she was having fun. As an observer, if nothing else.
((Camila Cañizares continued in The Best Of You))
She had no reason, if she'd be asked 'why hadn't she been ready to go when they'd been'? She'd only been marginally prepared, which meant, not enough.
Well, she was having fun. As an observer, if nothing else.
((Camila Cañizares continued in The Best Of You))
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Marco continued swimming forward as he heard Adonis call out behind him. Cheating would not help him win, hah! If cheating didn’t ensure victory than people would not cheat! Check mate atheists!
“Ha ha, but I got you in the pool didn’t I? Keep up motherfu-“ Marco didn’t even get to finish his sentence as Adonis glided past him.
Even worse as he swam forward, the beach ball he had kicked into the pool earlier floated right into his blind spot as his tunnel vision focused him in on Adonis. He bumped into the ball face first, stopping in his place immediately as he flailed, hissed, and pawed at the ball like a drowning rat.
By the time he oh so expertly maneuvered around the buoyant pool toy, Adonis was already at the other side of the pool, while Marco was just a little bit half way. “Damn.”
Marco just meekly floated in the center. He lost BADLY. Goddamn this hurt his ego pretty bad. This hurt worse than the Bik Slapp.
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You know what? Fuck it.
“ Hey, good shit Adonis!”
His goal was to get Adonis to stop moping and to have some fun and you know what? He did it. He got Adonis into the pool. Fuck you Habbo Hotel, pool was no longer closed... Even if he was a part of those raids when he was eight.
“Ha ha, but I got you in the pool didn’t I? Keep up motherfu-“ Marco didn’t even get to finish his sentence as Adonis glided past him.
Even worse as he swam forward, the beach ball he had kicked into the pool earlier floated right into his blind spot as his tunnel vision focused him in on Adonis. He bumped into the ball face first, stopping in his place immediately as he flailed, hissed, and pawed at the ball like a drowning rat.
By the time he oh so expertly maneuvered around the buoyant pool toy, Adonis was already at the other side of the pool, while Marco was just a little bit half way. “Damn.”
Marco just meekly floated in the center. He lost BADLY. Goddamn this hurt his ego pretty bad. This hurt worse than the Bik Slapp.
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You know what? Fuck it.
“ Hey, good shit Adonis!”
His goal was to get Adonis to stop moping and to have some fun and you know what? He did it. He got Adonis into the pool. Fuck you Habbo Hotel, pool was no longer closed... Even if he was a part of those raids when he was eight.
(Jeff Greene's school trip begins here)
Jeff Greene gave a small huff as he stepped out into the pool area. No matter when he came out here, it always seemed like there was somebody there, which defeated the whole purpose of it. He went to the pool to get away from his roommates, to have a bit of peaceful time to himself. Not to swim, of course, since he could only tread water at best, but just to sit down by the water on one of those nice reclining benches. Just like back in Chattanooga, he found the ebb and flow to be relaxing, helped get his mind off of...everything else.
Well, no way that these kids were going anywhere, so he'd just have to deal. As long as they didn't bother him, he could live with the noise. He'd brought a magazine from the hotel lobby, this month's copy of Road and Track. There was an article in there about a new Chevy Corvette that caught his eye, and he figured nobody would mind him borrowing the magazine as long as he put it back afterwards. Otherwise though, he'd just come down in shorts and a t-shirt, not even bothering to wear his trunks. His only concession was walking in barefoot, and that was because there was a sign posted prohibiting street shoes in the pool area.
Grabbing a chair, he set up a good distance away from the lanes they were occupying. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that one of the kids was kind of familiar. He couldn't place the name but...oh right, towel boy! Back during that friggin' awful party, he'd gone off for towels and never returned. So he somehow ended up in a time warp that dropped him in a hotel swimming pool. Good for him. That's one mystery solved that he couldn't honestly care less about.
He leaned back in the chair and flipped the page. He couldn't afford any of these sleek, fancy vehicles on display, not even friggin' close, but it was fun to dream. One day...one day he'd be sitting on a multi-million dollar NFL contract, and he could have all the cars that he wanted.
Jeff Greene gave a small huff as he stepped out into the pool area. No matter when he came out here, it always seemed like there was somebody there, which defeated the whole purpose of it. He went to the pool to get away from his roommates, to have a bit of peaceful time to himself. Not to swim, of course, since he could only tread water at best, but just to sit down by the water on one of those nice reclining benches. Just like back in Chattanooga, he found the ebb and flow to be relaxing, helped get his mind off of...everything else.
Well, no way that these kids were going anywhere, so he'd just have to deal. As long as they didn't bother him, he could live with the noise. He'd brought a magazine from the hotel lobby, this month's copy of Road and Track. There was an article in there about a new Chevy Corvette that caught his eye, and he figured nobody would mind him borrowing the magazine as long as he put it back afterwards. Otherwise though, he'd just come down in shorts and a t-shirt, not even bothering to wear his trunks. His only concession was walking in barefoot, and that was because there was a sign posted prohibiting street shoes in the pool area.
Grabbing a chair, he set up a good distance away from the lanes they were occupying. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that one of the kids was kind of familiar. He couldn't place the name but...oh right, towel boy! Back during that friggin' awful party, he'd gone off for towels and never returned. So he somehow ended up in a time warp that dropped him in a hotel swimming pool. Good for him. That's one mystery solved that he couldn't honestly care less about.
He leaned back in the chair and flipped the page. He couldn't afford any of these sleek, fancy vehicles on display, not even friggin' close, but it was fun to dream. One day...one day he'd be sitting on a multi-million dollar NFL contract, and he could have all the cars that he wanted.
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((Jonah Heartgrave trip start))
Jonah walked at a leisurely pace down to the pool area, even though he knew he was late. The guys had all told him they were going down to the pool and when he turned around he half-expected them to have left human-shaped holes in the wall of their hotel room. On the way down he'd stolen two soaps and two shampoos from every maid cart he'd passed. They were paying for the room after, but more than two would be greedy, he felt.
Jonah slipped his keycard into the reader and the lights turned from red to green before emitting a harsh buzz. He opened the door and observed with a little bit of dismay that the pool seemed to be very busy, before telling himself that busy wasn't necessarily bad. The splashes echoed loudly and the wavy glare reflected from the pool to the walls, casting the pool in soft, twisting light.
Jonah was in a black Friday the 13th shirt and red swim trunks with a white beach towel with black print that read "I Wanna Cuddle & Watch Scary Movies" bundled in his arms. He flipped down the sunglasses that had been resting on his messy periwinkle curls and roughly fell on to the reclining chair next to Abel, making the chair creak and shake.
He looked at Abel and pulled the sunglasses down the bridge of his nose so he could look at him over the frames. He winked and smiled widely.
Jonah walked at a leisurely pace down to the pool area, even though he knew he was late. The guys had all told him they were going down to the pool and when he turned around he half-expected them to have left human-shaped holes in the wall of their hotel room. On the way down he'd stolen two soaps and two shampoos from every maid cart he'd passed. They were paying for the room after, but more than two would be greedy, he felt.
Jonah slipped his keycard into the reader and the lights turned from red to green before emitting a harsh buzz. He opened the door and observed with a little bit of dismay that the pool seemed to be very busy, before telling himself that busy wasn't necessarily bad. The splashes echoed loudly and the wavy glare reflected from the pool to the walls, casting the pool in soft, twisting light.
Jonah was in a black Friday the 13th shirt and red swim trunks with a white beach towel with black print that read "I Wanna Cuddle & Watch Scary Movies" bundled in his arms. He flipped down the sunglasses that had been resting on his messy periwinkle curls and roughly fell on to the reclining chair next to Abel, making the chair creak and shake.
He looked at Abel and pulled the sunglasses down the bridge of his nose so he could look at him over the frames. He winked and smiled widely.