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#1 Rowan Boone

Rowan Boone

Posted 16 June 2016 - 11:57 PM

There was a numbness that overcame him on a daily basis; he navigated the days, weeks, months with a sort of nonchalant disregard for life that it'd become normal. Not that he didn't care whether he lived or died-- he did, at least, have a survival instinct intact-- but he had no interest in making much of his life past what he had. As long as he was functioning, going through the motions of being human without manipulating others, that was enough for him.

 

For this reason he was always organized, always on time, always intent on keeping his routine in check. He couldn't take any sort of chaos without the risk of dipping back into old habits. So being late to being early had him feeling disgruntled, as he'd gotten caught in a tiny fender-bender that threw him off. It wasn't much to speak of, but enough to throw him off for a good thirty minutes when he preferred to arrive on campus a full hour before any of his classes started.

 

So he wasn't exactly as hyperfocused on his surroundings as he usually was, instead rushing down the hall in somewhat of a hurry as he attempting to regain his time. Unfortunately as he rounded the corner he bumped right into someone else, throwing his day off by an extra few degrees-- he stumbled backward and blinked at her, deeply confused as to what he should do.

 

"I apologize. I should have been looking where I was going," he told her, always too formal. Immediately he took note of her pretty face, eyes scanning her features as his brow knitted together in something like concern. "Are you alright?"



#2 Summer Raines

Summer Raines

Posted 18 June 2016 - 01:08 AM

Summer was late. It was her first day of classes this semester and she was fucking late. 

 

She couldn't help but curse at whatever higher entity was listening in on her particular life at the moment, if any. Of course, she would be late. She had made the decision, against her better judgement, to spend her last study-free night in town. The bars were full of students just like herself, trying their best to have as much fun as they could before their studies and assignments took their enthusiasm away for the time being. 

 

Even in the midst of her panic, Summer couldn't help be reminisce on what she remembered of last night. There had been a guy - a charming, incredible guy that swept her off her feet the moment she stepped up to the bar to order her first drink. Sifting through the fog brought on by the hangover she had already done her best to kick to the curb, Summer did her best to remember the little details. He bought her a drink. They started to dance. They hopped between bars. They stumbled through the front door of his place, an excitement taking hold of them that Summer had never felt before. She had left his place in too much of a hurry to leave any sort of note with her number on it yet - Summer was a firm believer in fate. If they really had the type of connection that she thought they had, he would pop back up eventually.  

 

Stuck in her head, Summer rounded the corner on autopilot, completely unaware that she had already passed the door to her classroom. Focus, Summer. Focus! Her bag had slid off of her shoulder in the minor collision and she was reaching for it before she even saw the face of the person she had bumped in to. "I'm so sorry. That was totally my fault." And then she looked up to see just how annoyed the other person was going to be with her except - it was him. The guy from last night. The guy she had just been thinking about.

 

Whoa.

 

"DanielHi." Summer smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as her cheeks turned a shade of red that would make a rose jealous. She couldn't help but think that their run-in wasn't a coincidence. Summer Raines believed in fate and this was her evidence.



#3 Rowan Boone

Rowan Boone

Posted 18 June 2016 - 03:33 AM

It took a moment. Considering Rowan only drank once in a blue moon, his tolerance level had become low over the years. Mere years ago he was a hell of a drinker, always drowning out any semblance of emotion or guilt with whatever substance he could find. He knew then that it caused him to make stupid decisions, but back then he used to crave the chaos. Now-- well, now things were different. Chaos wasn't productive in his life-- it was precisely what threw him off schedule, what made him become a despicable person all over again.

 

Not that he never drank, his consumption was just... rare. Saved for nights in which he needed a dose of that chaos without tipping over entirely into old habits. Of course he always felt like shit afterward, always regretting it, but it at least satisfied him for the time being, reminding him why he avoided such things and stuck to boring routine.

 

So it took him a moment to even register who she was. It wasn't until she said "Daniel" that his mind started to process it, his memory spitting out image after image of the night previous. Oh fuck. His panic was likely evident on his features for a split second before being replaced with his typical even, unemotional expression. He had to roll with this for now, didn't he? Roll with it long enough to make it to class, and then...

 

"Hello," he said, albeit a little too formally. "Summer, right? I'm afraid I'm late for something at the moment, so, ah--"



#4 Summer Raines

Summer Raines

Posted 19 June 2016 - 01:38 AM

Summer hiked her bag further up her shoulder, excitement making her totally unaware of the minute changes in his expression. She didn't registered the panic on his face as panic, instead as something else - something she could relate too in the moment. She thought - assumed - that Daniel was merely feeling the same bliss that she felt now. 

 

But she had to be level headed about this. Never was there a moment where Summer lost her grip on the situation at hand, surrendering her logical process to her emotions. "I wouldn't want to hold you up, I'm also running a bit behind this morning but," she smiled and reached out to touch his arm in a friendly gesture. It was a power move, she knew, one that was so undeniably flirty that it tended to knock most guys back a step (which is also why she barely ever put herself in a position to use it), and she hoped it would translate. "maybe you would like to get coffee later this week?"



#5 Rowan Boone

Rowan Boone

Posted 21 June 2016 - 03:36 AM

Shit. It wasn't as if Rowan hadn't enjoyed his time with her-- as he most certainly did-- but he wished he hadn't gone out of his way to lie. He'd grown used to being honest with himself and everyone else he knew, but it was easy to revert to old habits when he was drinking. "Daniel" was a name he'd used a few times in his day, typically for situations exactly like these. Now she was into him and he had to find a way to be honest in the daytime, especially now that he knew she was a student here.

 

And maybe he'd been into her, too. Not that he allowed himself to think much on that, of course. Attachment to others was something he avidly avoided, as he was terrified of things precisely like these-- his own dishonesty in particular. He would break her even if he didn't mean to. He simply wasn't a very good person. "Ah--" He started, his gaze flickering to the hand on his arm. His shoulders sunk before he pulled out a piece of paper and jotted down his number with a pen.

 

He would be honest with her when he met her for coffee. He would explain that his name was actually Rowan, and that it was nothing against her, but-- well, he wasn't good for anyone, anyway. But for now he was content with just giving her his number, as he was too late to explain much more. "Coffee sounds good, yes," he agreed with a smile. "I'll see you later, yeah?"

 

With that he dodged around the corner, down the hall, and into his classroom where the other students waited. First day of his summer class and here he was, late as hell. "Sorry about that," he said to them as he opened his book to where he intended to start in class. 







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