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Post by chase michael jackson on Nov 19, 2012 19:57:01 GMT
Did Brent move closer to Chase when he sat up on the counter with him? Chase wasn't sure if that was in his imagination or not... but he was definitely close to Brent. Not that he minded or anything. It actually wasn't that bad. It felt nice to be this close to someone. Chase never really got close to people. Psychically or mentally. He just kind of... was alone.
It startled him when Brent practically squeaked he was adorable. What? What did that mean... He didn't... what? Chase's mind was everywhere, but he really didn't think Brent was harmless or anything. He gave him a bigger smile and moved their hands so their fingers were laced together instead of just on top of each other. ”Sorry... I tend to ramble when I get nervous...”
[/b] Chase admitted with another blush. Great. If Brent didn't know how to start a conversation then how was Chase supposed to. He looked around, silently freaking before taking a deep sigh. Questions were good, right? Sure... ”What do you like to do for fun?”[/b] Chase asked him, leaning against Brent's arm before realizing he was doing so. He pulled away from Brent slightly. ”S-sorry...”[/b] He was awkward when it came to people. He knew that. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color] ~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~
Outfit: [/b] Clicky! || Notes: [/b] --- || Tagged: [/b] Brenty-Boo!Words: [/b] 210[/center][/font]
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brent zachary mckinney
FIRE SPRITE
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I?m addicted to you, don?t you know that you?re toxic?❤
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Post by brent zachary mckinney on Nov 19, 2012 21:59:37 GMT
[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #E1E1E1; border-left: #890101 2px dashed; border-right: #890101 2px dashed; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 3px] It's not a miracle we needed, no, I wouldn't let you think so Okay, so maybe Chase was actually pretty scared by the whole Brent squealing over him thing. Which had been one-hundred percent accidental, of course. Brent had to hold in another little squeak of joy when Chase laced their fingers together. "Hey, 's fine. Don't be nervous though. Nervous is bad." he smiled, giving Chase's a hand a gentle squeeze and inwardly squealing again. Brent couldn't see any reason for being nervous right now. Everything was really awesome! That was just in Brent's opinion though... so... nyeh.
He was about to answer the Earth Sprite when Chase apologised for leaning against his arm. That apology made next to no sense to Brent. "It's cool, seriously, I don't mind." he chuckled. Flailing was very much needed now but Brent didn't want to come across as being any more retarded than he already seemed to be. "Uh, back to your question... I make music, mostly with my friend though aaand I'm a bit of a Tumblr-addict aaaand I look after my little puppy, Charley. He's so, like... if I could keysmash right now to show how adorable he was then I would. So, what about you?" [/style] TAG: Chase NOTES: *DEAD FROM GIGGLES* OUTFIT: clicky! |
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Post by chase michael jackson on Nov 20, 2012 5:17:02 GMT
Chase was glad Brent didn't pull his hand away or something like that. He was pretty sure he would have freaked out if Brent had done that. He didn't... do this kind of stuff. The little squeeze of his hand gave him more confidence. Brent seemed like a really nice guy and Chase was lucky it was him right now and not anyone else. "Okay. Don't be nervous. Gotcha."
[/b] Chase said with a smile and a small laugh before leaning back into Brent's arm, focusing on nothing else but Brent. He didn't care about anything else at the moment. Brent made music? That was so awesome! Chase smiled even wider. "So do I! Sort of... I have several drum rhythms for songs written out. I don't do anything but drum, really. I've written lyrics but they don't turn out right."[/b] Chase confessed with another blush, it wasn't from nerves. It was just from the fact he didn't tell anyone that. Ever. "And I love tumblr! It's so awesome! So are animals. All animals are so awesome."[/b] Chase thought he had dropped down in some kind of sick dream. Brent was like perfect. He had his first kiss. He was sitting on the counter holding hands with the person he got his first kiss from. What more could go right? [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color] ~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~
Outfit: [/b] Clicky! || Notes: [/b] --- || Tagged: [/b] Brenty-Boo!Words: [/b] 210[/center][/font]
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brent zachary mckinney
FIRE SPRITE
cafe worker
I?m addicted to you, don?t you know that you?re toxic?❤
Posts: 113
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Post by brent zachary mckinney on Nov 20, 2012 19:49:46 GMT
[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #E1E1E1; border-left: #890101 2px dashed; border-right: #890101 2px dashed; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 3px] It's not a miracle we needed, no, I wouldn't let you think so So Brent was pretty much staring at Chase like he was some reincarnation of God or something. Because asdfghjkl how could someone be so awesome and amazing and just... asdfghjkltimes83billion. "Has anyone ever told you that you're perfect, Chase Jackson?" he grinned at his... friend? Yeah, friend. If Chase hadn't been his friend before then he most definitely was now. But, anyway, back to rambling over how Chase was GAH PERFECTION SO VERY, VERY, VERY KEYSMASH-WORTHY OH MY GOD.
A flawless idea of total and utter awesomeness then crossed Brent's mind then and he reached into his jeans to pull out a purple permanent marker. He didn't even spend that long snickering over how it matched the colour of his jeans, because that was strangely cool.
After a moment's hesitation, Brent pulled his hand away from Chase's and grabbed hold of his co-worker's arm before laying it across his thighs and biting off the lid to his marker. In the neatest handwriting he could manage, Brent scrawled 'petetrick4lyfe' onto Chase's arm. "Follow me! I hope you like gay band members and hamsters." [/style] TAG: Chase NOTES: *DEAD FROM GIGGLES* OUTFIT: clicky! |
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Post by chase michael jackson on Nov 20, 2012 19:56:25 GMT
Chase was perfect? He wasn't sure about that... but he wasn't about to argue or anything. In fact, he actually thought Brent was pretty perfect himself. Chase was sure the blush on his cheeks were going to go away anytime soon if Brent kept saying things like that. No way in hell. Brent was just making him blush and he was strangely okay with it. Brent wasn't someone he didn't want to blush around. They were... friends. Chase liked the sound of that. He didn't have any friends.
The smile on his lips left as Brent pulled his hand away. It scrunched up in confusion but only grew into a bigger smile when Brent wrote his url on his arm. He didn't even care that it was purple and permanent and would probably take a bit to get off his arm completely. "Don't worry. Mine is basically all band stuff too. So I don't mind following someone who reblogs bands."
[/b] Chase told him. He was in awe right now. he was kissed. He got a friend. He got someone's tumblr which was like ten times better than a number any day. "I'll follow you as soon as I get home, then. I totally love your shoelaces."[/b] Chase joked with him. Why hadn't him and Brent talked earlier? [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color] ~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~
Outfit: [/b] Clicky! || Notes: [/b] --- || Tagged: [/b] Brenty-Boo!Words: [/b] 210[/center][/font]
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brent zachary mckinney
FIRE SPRITE
cafe worker
I?m addicted to you, don?t you know that you?re toxic?❤
Posts: 113
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Post by brent zachary mckinney on Nov 20, 2012 22:21:42 GMT
[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #E1E1E1; border-left: #890101 2px dashed; border-right: #890101 2px dashed; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 3px] It's not a miracle we needed, no, I wouldn't let you think so Yeah, but who could mind gay band members and hamsters? Well, apart from hipsters but they had to at least like hamsters. Hamsters were just adorable and un-unlovable. Brent was unbelievably happy to hear that Chase's blog was full of band stuff too. More perfection. Could Brent even take that much more, seriously? "Aaawesome." Brent beamed. He didn't even care that Chase was probably going to end up seeing pictures of Brent with a hamster asleep on his head. Brent's hair was just the best hamster bed ever though, so whatever. They were great pictures.
He was already trying not to giggle when Chase told him he loved his shoelaces. Oh gosh, yay, Chase was actually a true user of Tumblr! "Thanks, I stole them from the president." he ended up full-out giggling like the total girl he was. Brent was so glad to be having the best conversation ever with Chase right now, and was also extremely pleased to be gaining a new follower too. So, basically, Chase was pretty amazing. And, oh yeah, Brent'd better give him his arm back already. With a kind of sheepish smile, Brent released Chase's arm and returned his marker to his pocket. [/style] TAG: Chase NOTES: *DEAD FROM GIGGLES* OUTFIT: clicky! |
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Post by chase michael jackson on Nov 21, 2012 16:31:11 GMT
This was perfect. This conversation was perfect. Everything was perfect. Brent was perfect. Chase couldn't be happier. In fact, he couldn't remember a time he had smiled as much as he was right now. It was probably never. Chase hadn't had much happiness in his entire life. He was always too scared at home to be happy. He didn't have friends here... he just dealt with life.
He didn't want Brent to let his arm go if he was honest with himself. He didn't know why he didn't like it... it was nice. Having the contact. He couldnt not just reach over and grab Brent's hand. It wouldn't be appropriate considering they were just friends. Did Brent ask him to do something? Was that... weird? Chase tried to tell himself that he didn't care. That he should just do it. So he did. "So like... I have to eat. And you have to eat... so maybe we could go grab something together?"[/b] Chase knew that was incredibly lame. He wasn't even sure if he was asking him as a friend or something more. He was just asking.
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brent zachary mckinney
FIRE SPRITE
cafe worker
I?m addicted to you, don?t you know that you?re toxic?❤
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Post by brent zachary mckinney on Nov 22, 2012 0:32:25 GMT
[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #E1E1E1; border-left: #890101 2px dashed; border-right: #890101 2px dashed; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 3px] It's not a miracle we needed, no, I wouldn't let you think so There was no way Brent was going to turn down an offer to go and hang out with someone, that would be awesome, especially with Chase. And this had to be in just a friendly way, right? Right. Because Brent was one-hundred percent happy with that... kind of not really. Besides, Charley would be fine by himself for a little bit longer. Knowing the little guy, he was probably asleep now anyway.
"Sure, that'd be great!" Brent nodded his head and starting kicking his feet against the side of the counter again. "Oh oh oh, we could go to that restaurant place near here? Apparently it's awesome there but I dunno 'cause I've never been before."
Brent was even finding it a little weird just how much more excited he'd gotten about going to get something to eat with Chase. It didn't even matter, he shouldn't really be that bothered about it... but he was. [/style] TAG: Chase NOTES: *DEAD FROM GIGGLES* OUTFIT: clicky! |
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Post by chase michael jackson on Nov 22, 2012 16:30:11 GMT
Chase couldn't believe he had actually said yes... this was going to be awesome. Brent was awesome. Everything was awesome. Chase made the connection between Brent and a small child with the way he was kicking his feet against the counter, but didn't care. It just added to his cuteness. Brent hadnt' said anything about this being anything more than just dinner with a friend, so Chase was going to go with no, it wasn't. He was fine with that. Brent was awesome, he wanted to have dinner with an awesome person instead of alone with his cat in his crappy apartment. Yeah.. that was his life. Eating with a cat. He was a cat person.
"Sure. I haven't been there either. It'll be fun."
[/b] Chase didn't really eat out much period. He didn't mind cooking, even if it was only for himself and his cat. (Yes, he gave his cat a small plate of whatever he made. It was always too much for just him!). His life was pathetic... but he thought that maybe having a friend would make things just a little bit better. "We totally should have done this before. But yeah. I think the place is good enough.. we can just leave."[/b] Chase said with a smile and a shrug. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/color] ~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~
Outfit: [/b] Clicky! || Notes: [/b] --- || Tagged: [/b] Brenty-Boo!Words: [/b] 210[/center][/font]
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brent zachary mckinney
FIRE SPRITE
cafe worker
I?m addicted to you, don?t you know that you?re toxic?❤
Posts: 113
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Post by brent zachary mckinney on Nov 22, 2012 20:48:24 GMT
[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, background: #E1E1E1; border-left: #890101 2px dashed; border-right: #890101 2px dashed; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 3px] It's not a miracle we needed, no, I wouldn't let you think so He nodded. Yeah, it would be fun. Even if Brent's head was screaming 'DATE DATE DATE' at him. And this really wasn't a date, he knew that but... but... he might have wanted it to be? Brent didn't know, his head was always really indecisive. So, whatever, he was just going to ignore that voice for now because he had no idea what he was on about. It wasn't exactly unusual for Brent.
Brent had no idea why it had taken so long for him and Chase to have a proper conversation and hang out together. He was really wishing that it could've happened earlier, who could blame him for that? "'Kay, let's go then." Brent stopped kicking his feet against the side of the counter again and jumped off. Then he took off his ridiculous apron, roughly rolled it up and then threw it in the direction of the kitchen. Well, he thought it was in that direction anyway. He hadn't really been paying attention. Brent just started to make his way over to the door, perhaps a little too eagerly. Hopefully Chase wouldn't notice, or would just put it down to Brent's general... Brentness. [/style] TAG: Chase NOTES: *DEAD FROM GIGGLES* OUTFIT: clicky! |
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