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Post by nathaniel shane thomas on Feb 10, 2011 23:26:32 GMT -5
Nate sat in his room. He went online because it was about the safest way for him to communicate with other people and he had been so lonely lately. However things just went from bad to worse. He found out that someone, who no doubt knew about his phobia and wanted to mess with him, had actually put his name down for the dance.
it was something that he would never have willingly done. Nate was afraid of people, he was afraid of letting them get too close. So now he had one problem, he had to go to the dance and possibly dance with a girl named Monroe who he had never even met before. This wasn't looking good.
Nate knew he needed to get over it but this was just frightening. Next he finds out the one person that's been nice to him was in fact some kind of sociopath who was messing with his head. This was not going good. Nate couldn't handle it and just logged off.
Sitting back, he shut his laptop and took a deep breath. He needed a break, he needed to just clear his mind but how? What would do that?
[[alcohol would! yaayy lmao]]
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Post by monroe on Feb 11, 2011 0:21:18 GMT -5
Now, Monroe wasn't crazy, she only had mild bouts when her so called 'illness' took controll and that only happened when she was really angry, most of the time she was a person that kept to herself. Anyways she found out that day she was supposed to be going to the dance with some dude named Nathaniel, the randomness of the announcement, still fuming mad. She was sitting at her computer desk in a pair of pyjama pants and a decently loose teeshirt. He lost it and left the chatroom and didn't bother even trying to talk to her, she thought about it for a minute, after talking to Isaac, he said that Nat was a bit uptight, and that he needed to loosen up, so she threw on her pink corset, lacing it up and smiled, her boobs looked really big in the outfit, but that was the point, the power of tits was crippling. She slipped on a pair of black skin tight jeans, her Dr.Martens boots and her leather jacket, fixing her makeup and threw on her jacket, grabbing one of her many bottles of blue Absinthe, closing the dorm door and locking it behind her. She lit a cigarette and walked up to his dorm room, fixing her girls and timidly knocked on the door, hiding the booze behind her back, zipping her leather jacket down so he could on sneak a small peek at her cleavage, then smiled when the door opened "Hi, I'm Monroe, i have a feeling we got off on the wrong foot, and I came to talk. May I come in?"Outfit:Clicky! |
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Post by nathaniel shane thomas on Feb 11, 2011 1:00:18 GMT -5
Nate just sat with his head in his hands for a while. What was he going to do? How was he going to fix this? He sunk further into his seat when he heard the knock on the door. If it were his room mate coming back there'd either not be a knock or just a quick one then the door would open. No, this was definitely company and Nate didn't know if he could deal with it right now but chances were it was for his room mate and since the guy wasn't here he figured the person would just leave. Getting up Nate's shoulder were slumped he looked utterly dejected thanks to the events of that evening. Moving to the door he opened it, ready to say, 'sorry Logan's not here right now' but he didn't have to. He heard a voice and it was addressing him. He looked up, blue eyes wide and uncertain. He glanced back at the room, he knew that he hadn't made the best first impression and the girl was here trying to fix that? He couldn't just turn her away it would be rude. "Um.. I.." he began, shrinking back behind the door. "Yeah.. Come in," he said, moving the door open for her. he still kept a bit of a distance. "I.. Um.. I didn't mean to be rude or anything.. It's just.. I really wasn't expecting it.. at all," he tried to explain as he shut the door behind her. She looked good but Nate kept his eyes averted, staring at the floor instead. OUTFIT: Set One |
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Post by monroe on Feb 12, 2011 22:56:42 GMT -5
Monroe curiously eyed him, her bright green eyes flicking from his face to the floor, and to his face again, nodded once and stepping inside, she noticed he was keeping his distance, she she kept hers, it was a little awkward, but it didn't matter to her. "Nice place" She murmured, taking a casual tour to the closet to hang her coat up, taking off slowly to give a small show, but nothing too skanky or disturbing.
"So, I hear that we are going to the dance together, how do you feel about that" She murmured, taking off her coat to expose soft ivory skin, hanging her leather on the coat hanger, gently taking off her boots and setting them by the door "Personally, I'm a little...disturbed that no one even told me about this" She spoke softly, keeping the booze hidden. She strutted past him and gently opened up a window, hanging her cigarette out the window, ashing and taking a puff, blowing a few smoke rings.
"You seem alfully quiet, are you okay?" Monroe asked him, ashing out the window "Are you nervous or something?" She gave a curious look, slowly setting the absinthe on the window ledge behind her, careful that it wouldn't fall, that was red devil absinthe and it was very, very expensive.
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Post by nathaniel shane thomas on Feb 12, 2011 23:09:12 GMT -5
"Er.. Thanks I guess," he said. It was just a room, nothing all that fancy but he figured she was just trying to make conversation or something. This was the part he wasn't all that good at. He watched quiet as she took her coat off. There was definitely a lot of pink. What was she wearing? A corset.. It was nice.. All laced up in the back, what if someone just pulled on the cord, it would all just-No, Nate had to stop himself there, he even turned away. What was he thinking. No, this was bad, he shouldn't do that.
"I.. I.. didn't really want to go at all," he admitted. Nate wasn't the type to lie to people, he couldn't. He was much too honest for that. Nate moved forward but stepped backward when she walked past him, as though he had a personal bubble around him that he didn't want to see get broken.
Nate nodded then spoke, "I'm fine," he said, looking at the floor. He was just quiet, this was how he had always been. All these months and Nate had probably said about as many words as the average student would in a few days here.
"Yeah I.. I guess I am," he admitted again, nervous, yes. Fearful, that too. He just didn't like being too physically close to anyone. Girls weren't quite so bad, guys were definitely worse. He watched as she put a bottle down by the window. She brought alcohol? Well, Nate couldn't really say much about that, if she wanted to drink it then fine, he wasn't going to have a problem with it.
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Post by monroe on Feb 13, 2011 0:04:21 GMT -5
"Why are you nervous?" Monroe asked, taking another puff on her smoke then flicking it out the window, looking at him curiously, then smiled "I'm not sure if your into boozing or anything, but, I brought some Red Devil with me, It's a great little drink to help you to relax" She murmured, gingerly giving the bottle a shake, then set it back down beside her, grinning
"I mean if don't want to that's cool too, I just thought I'd be a good thing to bring out right now, to tell you the truth, I don't want to go to the dance either, I hate Valentines day." Monroe reached into her pocket and too out a baggy of brown sugar, then smiled "It's brown sugar" She murmured "Do you have a spoon and a shot glass?" She asked, setting the bottle on a counter in the tiny Dorm, finding a glass and a spoon.
"Okay, so here's the deal with Absinthe, you have to melt the brown sugar in the spoon, take the shot of the devil and then take the brown sugar off the spoon. here's the catch though, you have to shoot them together, otherwise you'll get sick, okay?" Monroe instructed, pouring two shot glasses full of the ruby red liquid, sprinking a generous amount of brown sugar on her spoon, taking out a lighter and melting the sugar into a liquid, smiling "Bottoms up, kid" and with that she dumped the shot in her mouth and sucked back the melted suger, swallowing it and gasping a bit, coughing slightly.
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Post by nathaniel shane thomas on Feb 13, 2011 0:35:03 GMT -5
"I just am I guess," he said, not wanting to go into detail unless he absolutely had to. He had trusted people a little more in the beginning but that proved to be a mistake. The people at Hawthorne seemed to want to take advantage of it which was just plain sad. He already had a pretty miserable existence as it was, there was really no need to make it worse for the guy.
"I don't drink alcohol," he told her. What he meant was that he never had before and his mother was an alcoholic. She was so out of it most of the time that she barely noticed anything that went on. Hell, half the time he wasn't sure that she even knew he existed.
"I'm aware of the affects of alcohol," he told her when she said it would help him relax. He knew it well. He knew what one bottle of wine would do, he knew what several martinis would do, hell, he knew what combinations of alcohol would make you get drunk quicker. At least he did when it came to his mother.
He watched as she brought out the sugar. What was that for? His mother never did anything like that. Sure, she had a bottle of absinthe one time but she didn't get all fancy about it and drink it proper. It was just poured in a glass and drank.
"Um.. I don't but my room mate might," he said. He didn't want to get into the guy's stuff so he left that up to her but she seemed to find what she needed. Nate never really had a need for a shot glass since he didn't drink but he was curious about what she was she was doing. it looked almost like some kind of chemistry experiment... He liked chemistry.
She poured a shot for him and Nate was about to protest but it was sort of rude to say he didn't want it and besides, he had said that he didn't drink not that he wouldn't.. So instead he just sat down in front of her and watch, strangely fascinated by it.
Nate watched with interest as she downed her shot.. Having it with sugar? That was weird but interesting. He was a little uncertain but he picked up the spoon anyway, pour some brown sugar onto it and mirrored her actions a little slower up until he downed the shot and drank the melted sugar, it was weird but interesting. It sort of burned just a bit like alcohol normally would, not that he really knew what it was like before, but it was.. sort of alright.. It wasn't bad at all, he thought putting the spoon and the shot glass down before looking back at her.
[[he'll prob still be unsure about it but he'd have more if she told him to or just poured more for him so feel free to skip to a few shots later so he can loosen up more]]
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Post by monroe on Feb 13, 2011 2:26:40 GMT -5
((Okay))
The bottle was gone, all of that firey liqid was downed, the brown sugar was gone, and Monroe was leaning against the counter, laughing lightly, this kid was funny when he was completely smashed "So I think I just popped your booze cherry" Monroe giggled again, smiling widely and looked at him curiously "How are you feeling there kiddo, feeling any better?" She asked, giving him a large smile "I feel really good right now" She smiled and walked over to the couch, going to sit down and missing it completely.
"Nattie can you help me up sweetie?" Monroe ansed, slurring and bit, finding it hard to stand up on her own, slurring like mad and falling over, giggling and sighing "It's really hot in here" She muttered, wiping some hair off of her face, rolling on her side so she could look at the TV.
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Post by nathaniel shane thomas on Feb 13, 2011 2:54:15 GMT -5
Nate couldn't remember why he thought this was even an idea worth entertaining. He wasn't suppose to get drunk or anything, that was bad.. but the whole heating up the sugar thing made it all fun and interesting and he just tried it once. Unfortunately somewhere between once and now, the whole bottle had emptied and he was really feeling the effects of it.
He bit his lip but he was still smiling as he shrugged at her words, "I guess you did," he said, he was still fairly quiet but drunk enough to not worry. He had been on anxiety meds on such high doses that it just made him feel so out of it and in those cases he didn't mind being so close to people but this was different. With alcohol, the anxiety was gone but there was boldness there too.
It wasn't just that he would let people near him and not care too much, he was half-tempted to just reach out and touch her, just to see if he could.. He hadn't willingly done it in so many years. The thought alone made him cower in fear and want to curl up into a little ball and hide away from the world but now he thought he could actually do it.
He watched as she got up and moved to the couch and laughed a little as she fell over. It was just funny for whatever reason. Usually Nate would think 'oh no, is she hurt' but now it was like an episode of America's funniest Home Videos.
Moving over, Nate was a little wobbly on his feet but still a lot more stable than Monroe seemed to be. Leaning down he took her arm and put it over his shoulder before pulling her up off the floor and putting her down on the couch.
"I've never down that before," he told her with a smile and he collapsed down beside her on the couch. "I think the alcohol cured me," he admitted, looking over at her. There was distance between them again but only out of habit. How strange that something as simple as that could make it all go away.
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Post by monroe on Feb 13, 2011 3:20:55 GMT -5
Monroe smiled, mission acomplished, everything was going so well, and she was surprised that he even helped her up, she could only smile wildy again and giggled "Whee" She laughed loudly, feeling a slight twinge in her brain as she sat motionless for a bit still curious about a lot of things, mostly his boldness, but like her father always told her, booze was liquid courage, mostly because it could even turn the cowardly lion into Braveheart. And she was sure that that was the case with Nathaniel "sooooo" She murmured, reaching for the remote, but her depth perception was horrible at that point, so she knocked it on the floor first before going to pick it up.
She flipped through the channels until she landed on manswers, grinning and laughing loudly at something about sex. "So what does this have to do with anything" She asked the television, waiting for it to answer back "Don't be stupid!" She growled, keeping an eye on the television, making sure that the things that she said where appropriate for the situation, espicially one like this. Monroe kept on watching the TV, sort of tripping out and sort of just being plain drunk.
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Post by nathaniel shane thomas on Feb 13, 2011 3:49:22 GMT -5
Nate just watched her. Innocent blue eyes just glossed over from all the alcohol as he leaned back comfortably in his seat, staying at his end of the couch. "Talking to the TV? That's.. That's pretty crazy," he told her, though he was smiling and trying not to laugh about it too much.
He did glance back at the show though and it was a good one. They had some pretty funny and interesting stuff on that. This one was pretty interesting but not a topic he knew much about. "What's the record for the most sex in one day," the TV said, flashing the words on the screen.
"Whoa, how.. is that even possible," Nate said out loud, when the first one came up. 251 times? And that wasn't even the highest. The next girl had done 300 guys and she didn't even have the record.. It was like 919 times from some suburban housewife. "She's had sex with like 919 guys and I haven't even done it with one girl, that kinda sucks," he said, thanks to the alcohol, he actually didn't even think twice about it.
Sober Nate would never ever even dream of saying a thing like that, or even thinking it. He'd probably be embarrassed if the thought of anything sexual even crossed his mind, yet here he was admitting something that he otherwise wouldn't. Nate was still leaning back, really laid back thanks to the alcohol, not really thinking things through at all but it was a nice feeling.
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Post by monroe on Feb 13, 2011 4:30:27 GMT -5
Monroe was just as shocked as he was, maybe even more so, that had to be at least painful, right? "Would that like, hurt or something?" She asked, facing Nathaniel, then laughed at his question, smiling brightly
"Well....Wait your a virgin?" She asked, looking at him closely, he hadn't been with a girl before? She looked at him curiously again, keeping a wary eye on the door, nobody would come in, right? Monroe leaned closer to him and smiled "I'd gladlt be your first"
Roe didn't know why she was telling him that, mostly because she was so completely drunk that she wasn't thinking straight, not that he wasn't attractive to say the least, he was very attractive by any stretch of the imagination, she just felt wrong saying that. Monroe internally sighed, and placed a delicate hand on his leg, gently drawing once small cirle above his knee.
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Post by nathaniel shane thomas on Feb 13, 2011 5:01:59 GMT -5
"They said she used like four tubes of lube but that's gotta get uncomfortable at some point," Nate suggested but it was all just speculation. Besides, he wasn't a girl, how was he suppose to know if sex could get uncomfortable and weird.. Hell, holding hands or even touching was already uncomfortable and weird for him anyhow.
"Well.. Um.. I," he began, trying to figure out what to say to say. Technically he wasn't completely innocent in that respect, things had happened, not with a girl and not of his own free will, did it really count for anything? He didn't know but then she leaned closer to him with a smile and made that offer. He just stared at her with big blue innocent doe eyes again.
He glanced down when he felt the hand on his knee, immediately feeling uncomfortable again like he always did, even a little fearful. He didn't want this but it was kind of nice, the attention and all. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't starting to get turned on by her right now.
"We.. We probably shouldn't," he managed to say, still looking at her with those big blue eyes but his hands were at either side of him, not stopping her at all. He could get his words out so easily before but now that things were getting all close and real, Nate was getting a bit unsure again.
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Post by monroe on Feb 13, 2011 21:41:13 GMT -5
"Hey if you're feeling uncomfortable, that's cool too, I mean we don't have to or anything, I just thought that maybe you might want to...." Monroe trailed off for a moment and went back to watching the television, moving her hand away from him, yes, she was maybe being a tease, but so was he so it kind of cancelled out one another.
"Sorry about the personal space thing" She murmured, tapping her fingers on her knee, then sighed when she dropped her phone standing up to reach down and grab it, standing back up and going over to the window, her back facing him as she lit her cigarette, truth be told, she was turned on by him badly, but tried her best not to show it.
She stood there silently, flicking some ash off of her cigarette, humming idly to herself, then stubbed it out halfway, putting it in her jacket pocket then stood by the arm of the couch, shook her head and smiled "Fuck it" and with that she sat super close to him and pressed her lips to his in a sweet, soft kiss.
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Post by nathaniel shane thomas on Feb 13, 2011 22:41:46 GMT -5
"Well. I mean.." Nate said, trying to figure out what it was he was getting at, he really had no idea at all where he was going with that statement. "I guess I just never thought it would happen so I was cool with that," he explained. He had gotten used to the idea that he wouldn't be this close to someone but right now he could block those memories enough to be okay with it.
"Space doesn't bother me so much right now," he admitted. Usually it would be a big deal what with his phobia but right now Nate was pretty damned comfortable with it and the girl was hot so being able to touch her or let her touch him, even in the smallest of ways was really something.
Nate, tenses up. Everything just happened so damned quick. With the alcohol, time seemed to go by so fast. One minute she was going over the window and the next, she was right there with a lips on him. It felt good too.
It was so weird and being a smoker, Nate could taste it a bit but he didn't have it in him to stop her. Instead a hand reached up to her waist. A hot girl was kissing him, Nate may have had his phobia but he was still a teenage boy. He didn't quite have the self-control or presence of mind to actually stop her.
Pulling away finally, he stared up at her, mouth slightly opened, looked a little confused, a little shocked and staring up at her with innocent bright blue eyes, wondering what was going to happen next. He wasn't sure that he should just let this keep going. He had gone from not wanting anyone to touch him to being in a situation where he could potentially lose his virginity in a couple of hours. It was alot to take him, plus he didn't even know her really well, Nate wasn't sure he should let this happen, he knew he might end up regretting it.
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