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capitalh2014-06-22 11:51 pm
crotcharrow) wrote in capitalh2014-06-22 11:51 pm
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[closed] teenage hormones
Who: Tommy Shepherd and Aña Corazon
Where: The Hobo Hovel (their shitty warehouse squat)
When: Nowish!
What: So Tommy and Aña sort of made out but then they had a kid to look after so it wasn't really discussed. Time to talk about FEELS.
Warnings: FEELS.
[It's not unusual for Tommy to get back to their place to it being empty. Aña's been going to a doctor recently to get her arm back into working order, so he figures she's just there, and Matilda... Well, he's not entirely sure where she went, but she has his cell number and knows how to get hold of him if she was in trouble. Still, he peers around the empty warehouse, hands full of groceries.]
Yo, anyone here? [His voice echoes a little off the walls, and Tommy just gives a shrug before hopping through the broken window, dragging the bags with him, so he can put them down and raid their contents.
He's been doing odd jobs all day all over the city--and one outside of it--and is currently running on empty. But before he starts refuelling, he pulls the small amount of cash he'd earned that day and goes over to a boarded up part of the far wall, pulling one of the strips of board free. Inside, there's a jar with a wad of cash tied up with a rubber band and short change, and Tommy adds to it, yawning a little. Hopefully soon they'd be able to get out of this shitty place and into somewhere with working plumbing.
With that all settled, he pulls out a huge bag of chips, a can of coke and a tray of cupcakes out of the groceries and flops down on their dingy sofa, awaiting his ladies' return.]
Man, I wish we had a freaking TV.
Where: The Hobo Hovel (their shitty warehouse squat)
When: Nowish!
What: So Tommy and Aña sort of made out but then they had a kid to look after so it wasn't really discussed. Time to talk about FEELS.
Warnings: FEELS.
[It's not unusual for Tommy to get back to their place to it being empty. Aña's been going to a doctor recently to get her arm back into working order, so he figures she's just there, and Matilda... Well, he's not entirely sure where she went, but she has his cell number and knows how to get hold of him if she was in trouble. Still, he peers around the empty warehouse, hands full of groceries.]
Yo, anyone here? [His voice echoes a little off the walls, and Tommy just gives a shrug before hopping through the broken window, dragging the bags with him, so he can put them down and raid their contents.
He's been doing odd jobs all day all over the city--and one outside of it--and is currently running on empty. But before he starts refuelling, he pulls the small amount of cash he'd earned that day and goes over to a boarded up part of the far wall, pulling one of the strips of board free. Inside, there's a jar with a wad of cash tied up with a rubber band and short change, and Tommy adds to it, yawning a little. Hopefully soon they'd be able to get out of this shitty place and into somewhere with working plumbing.
With that all settled, he pulls out a huge bag of chips, a can of coke and a tray of cupcakes out of the groceries and flops down on their dingy sofa, awaiting his ladies' return.]
Man, I wish we had a freaking TV.
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Oh man, did I tell you about the random lady who thought I was someone from Alpha Force?