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Jaz, Simon, Alex and Kol’s Dorm
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Apr 16, 2025 05:02AM
Happy Brithday Sixx!
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((Finding a job for a 15 year old is hard- and everyone in my fam is saying "get a job soon" and idk what jobs take 15 year olds.....and people had jobs at 14- while I'm jobless- and happy bday Sixx))
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((My aunt had a job at 15 or 14- while I'm struggling to find some that will hire my age range and yw!))
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((yeah, I'm gonna try to get a job near my dads house))
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(…anyone wanna do some angst rp?)
(Oki who’s starting?)
(Alright, I’ll try to be detailed then)
Jaz was sitting on the roof of one of the lower levels, right outside the window, lost in thought. It was a brisk spring evening, the wind biting, but he didn’t seem to notice, despite being in nothing more than loose shorts and a thin cotton t-shirt, too lost in thought and having not moved for the past hour. He’d initially gone outside to watch the sun set, but just… zoned out, and it had been happening far more often lately.
(I’ll try to be detailed then as well)Rebel was watching Jaz from a distance inside of the room. He noticed he was zoning out but didn’t do anything about it simply letting Jaz be himself. He finally noticed how long he had been out there for, grabbing a blanket he went out to put it on his shoulders.
(I was just doing that bc time)He jumped slightly before composing himself, offering a half-smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“…sorry…”
It came out a hoarse whisper.
(Whatever I’ve gotten more detailed anyway plus I felt like what I had in mind worked better if it was longer)“Don’t be sorry. Is everything alright Jaz?” Rebel wrapped the blanket around his shoulders.
(Ah, I’m just saying, do what you’re comfortable with)“Yeah, just… thinking…”
Jaz leaned into Rebel slightly.
(I’ll probably do a mix of both)“If you don’t mind me asking what about?” He set his head on Jaz’s head wrapping his arms around him.
(Alr)“…stuff…started detaching again…”
His accent slipped a bit, and his skin felt colder than usual.
“How do?” He looked at the setting sun as he spoke.
“…did I use the wrong word again…? It’s kind of… forgetting that you’re a part of this dumpster fire… forgetting that you’re the one moving you body, having your thoughts, then remembering that you’re not just an observer…”
“I feel like that some times doesn’t happen often.”
“Been happening a lot, lately…”
“I don’t think that’s good. Is there anything I can do to help?”
“…just being here is helping…”He curled up a bit.
“I don’t deserve you…”
“Then I won’t leave but we should probably go inside.”
“…y-yeah…”
Rebel picks up Jaz bringing them inside.
He melted a bit.
Rebel smiled setting him down in a chair.
(Sorry I fell asleep)He looked up at Rebel.
(I figured as much)“What is it?”
"Just lookin' at'cha,"he smiled a little.
“Alright. Anything you want to do?” He smiled tilting his head.
in lieu of an actual answer, Jaz pulled Rebel down with him.
Rebel let out a squeak which was unlike him. “So you want to cuddle?”
“Hehe, kiiinda,”
He nuzzled a bit.
he turned a light shade of pink, kissing Rebel's nose.
(hey..)
(everything alright?)
(mhm...)
