11-17-2018, 10:58 PM
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[abbr=aporia's left thumb]MICAH GRAHAM[/abbr]
[abbr=aporia's left thumb]MICAH GRAHAM[/abbr]
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Micah stared out the window in brash irritation. A cold rain was coming down in considerable sheets outside, putting a dull gloom on everything in it's path. Damn, how he hated driving in the rain. But, living in Seattle meant he had to get used to it.
Throwing his hood over his head in preparation, Micah grabbed his case and walked further down the hall towards the doors. He could still faintly hear the sound of a few stragglers going up the scales on their instruments, practicing for an oncoming concert. Mandatory rehearsals were over, though, and he had takeout calling his name.
The male pushed open the heavy glass doors roughly and flinched when the rain soaked into his hoodie. Great. Slightly irritated, he quickly scaled down the steps outside of his building in a hurry.
Sadly for him, his car was parked on the further end of the lot, and the walk was shaping up to be a miserable one. Micah hurried his slow trudge to a quick walk as his black rover came closer and closer.
The silhouette of a person briefly crossed his peripheral, but he didn't have enough time to move out of their way before the person tripped and dropped what was in their hands.
"Shit, are you alright?"
He stooped down to help pick up what was dropped.
Micah stared out the window in brash irritation. A cold rain was coming down in considerable sheets outside, putting a dull gloom on everything in it's path. Damn, how he hated driving in the rain. But, living in Seattle meant he had to get used to it.
Throwing his hood over his head in preparation, Micah grabbed his case and walked further down the hall towards the doors. He could still faintly hear the sound of a few stragglers going up the scales on their instruments, practicing for an oncoming concert. Mandatory rehearsals were over, though, and he had takeout calling his name.
The male pushed open the heavy glass doors roughly and flinched when the rain soaked into his hoodie. Great. Slightly irritated, he quickly scaled down the steps outside of his building in a hurry.
Sadly for him, his car was parked on the further end of the lot, and the walk was shaping up to be a miserable one. Micah hurried his slow trudge to a quick walk as his black rover came closer and closer.
The silhouette of a person briefly crossed his peripheral, but he didn't have enough time to move out of their way before the person tripped and dropped what was in their hands.
"Shit, are you alright?"
He stooped down to help pick up what was dropped.
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[b][i]IF SHE CAN'T SEE WHERE YOU HIDE
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