Sara :33
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Thread Topic: Sara :33
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Name: Hunter Kavlin
Age: need to see yours
Looks: let's use this guy but somewhat less buffish and sorta shorter
Personality: He's fairly intellectual, and always knows how to get himself out of a situation. He's agile, quick, and tries to be nice but he can be blunt and he's not afraid to speak his mind. He tries to be logical and is always looking out for dangerous situations. He just likes everything to be okay, so when it turns out that everything is definitely not okay, he tries his best to stay calm and do what he can. -
Name: Saturn Fever
Looks: His eyes change color, but regardless, the base color is brown with a green ring around the pupil. His hair is a chestnut brown, with natural blonde highlights and dyed light red highlights. Saturn has thick bangs, and thick hair in general, that is cut into layers. It goes down to just below his ears- he likes it long. Saturn has tan skin, and likes to show it off by wearing tanktops. His skin is of a cool color, blushing for him is rare and hard.
Personality: Saturn is headstrong, and knows what he wants. He has always been assertive and athletic, and plays a few sports. His favorite is soccer, but is the head of the basketball team. He has never been quiet, and is very outspoken, and, truth be told, a bit of a loudmouth. He is happy with his life and finds it perfect.
Age: 17 -
not iiiiiit
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not iiiiiit
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Dammmmnnnit
Idek how to start
Dammmnnn -
..should I like start at the party thing..
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i will start lol
is there a specific spot to start from for you -
Nah idc lol
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Aight man xD
the party then
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Hunter inhaled deeply in an attempt to placate his fears over his beloved boyfriend going out without him. He would have usually gone with his significant other, but he had fallen slightly ill and he didn't feel up to par. The idea of Saturn, the definition of perfect, being without him was torture. He didn't want any other man flirting with the male, as he was always thinking about the worst that could occur. What if Saturn found someone different or even more enjoyable than himself. He sighed.
He sneezed into his arm and sat down on his deep red couch, waiting for Saturn to return from finishing up with preparing for the party. He longed for the boy's lips on his, and he touched his mouth with his fingers. He hurriedly grabbed a tissue from the coffee table in front of him, sneezing into it once more. "My god..." -
Saturn, naturally, was the life of the party at the party. He was bouncing from person to person, being the natural people person he was. Saturn, who didn't look anything short from amazing, received a few awe-struck stares from people, to which he completely ignored. Talking to everyone about everything, he completely let all of his eccentric, aggressive energy loose. He danced, talked, play games, and maybe even got a little drunk, unable to contain himself. Saturn felt most at peace at places like this- crowded spaces, loud shouts, a loud, driving beat, games, and of course, alcohol.
It didn't seem that Saturn was thinking too much about his beloved lover- although he was. He never wanted Hunter to feel left out, and slightly regretted going to the party and leaving his beloved alone. He sincerely hoped he was alright, and subconsciously wanted to be with him at the moment. Saturn had taken a few shots, though, and those overcame all of his sensible, normal thoughts and replaced them with hyper, racing thoughts. -
(He's 16)
Hunter curled up and into the corner of the couch, worry plastered across his facial features. His eyes examined his surroundings wearily and he furrowed his eyebrows, crossing his arms over his chest. The teenager rubbed his eyes with an exasperated huff of breath. He was growing slightly more sick, and what he would give for a back rub or a hug. Comfort was what the young boy desired deeply, and being aware of the fact that he would not be capable of receiving this wish made him puff out his cheeks in annoyance. He had secretly hoped that Saturn wouldn't leave without him, but he had, and that was disappointing.
He pushed himself up from his spot on the seat and fished his cellular device from his pocket. The number that he pounded into the dialer was none other than Saturn's, and he place the phone to his ear. He swallowed heavily in anticipation of his boyfriend answering. He silently prayed, though he was an atheist, that he would pick up just so that he could hear the sweet flow of his lover's voice. His heart slammed in his chest, now, as he waited. -
Saturn felt his phone vibrate in his pocket, and it made him jump in his seat. The flinchy being made his way outside, shivering. He answered the call, a little tipsy. "H-hey.." He slurred, standing back into the building. His shoulder blades pushed into the wall of the small building, and he watched his cool breath make smoke in the air. Saturn was silently glad his boyfriend had called him, he felt a little alone at the party. Sure, he was surrounded by people. But these were people he wouldn't remember or care about the day after.
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The way that the simple greeting had come out sent warning sirens off in the younger male's head. Sure, Saturn had gone off to a party that was most likely the host to a multitude of drugs and a variety of alcohols and liquors, but he had hoped that his lovely wouldn't overdo it. Since slurring was the only noticeable thing, he swallowed back any words of disapproval. He cleared his throat of any mucus in order to make his sound less gravely and finally replied, "Hi, Satty. How's the party?" Satty had been the first pet name for Hunter to think of, and since then, the name stuck mainly whenever he addressed him.
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Saturn gave a small sigh, not entirely sure how to respond. He couldn't entirely find words to how he felt, after all, thoughts were racing through his head at the speed of light. So he quickly decided to just let the words pour out. "Well..It would be much more fun if you were here, but it's okay. Not like I care about half of these people." He answered, his voice wavering, and he mumbled a few of the words. He put a hand through his hair, walking a little bit away from the building.
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