- - - THE DIFFERENCE

[EVAN JAXON LOVATO-CRANE]

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Needs and wants, sort it out, please just once

She rolled over onto her stomach and stretches her arms out at her sides, one hand hitting the wall and the other dangling off of the edge of the bed. “Bastian if you love me at all, even just a little bit, you will bring me my lighter and that cold cup of hocho,”

[/color] she groaned with her face squished into her pillow. “Hocho” of course meaning hot chocolate, sitting in a Christmas mug from earlier. The lighter was so that she could heat it back up again without having to get up and make an unnecessary trip to a microwave. Evan was feeling under the weather, you could say. This meant that she was going to whine about feeling like an alien was ripping out of lady parts and that she wanted to drown in a pool of hot chocolate. Evan had absolutely no plans on moving out of this bed unless she had to pee. She was staying under the safety and warmth of her blankets while rubbing the super soft corner of her extra special Cookie Monster blanket on her cheek. She was going to wear boxers and socks and a sweater all day and that was it. Her hair was going to remain a hot tangled mess and her make up from yesterday was still on and smudged. Yup. She looked fucking fantastic right now.

Back on to her back she went, adjusting the blankets accordingly and making grabby hands in the air for what she had asked for. She’d almost forgotten that she had brought Tank into her bed with her, watching him meander his way out from under the sheets. “Ooops. Sorry bro,”[/color] she apologized to her precious baby tortoise. Out of all of the animals she had back home Tank had been the one she hadn’t been able to part with. He was her baby. Her little baby tortoise. Whether the school or Sebastian liked it or hated it, Tank was here to stay. And it wasn’t like he was noisy or shed fur or had fleas. He just chilled in his tank unless she took him out to wander. Ate fruits and vegetables like a good boy and didn’t stare like the freak of a turtle her Papacita had. She scooped the tortoise up and set him down on her chest, petting his little head while she waited for Sebastian to do her bidding.

“Sebastian, I love you please take care of me,”[/color] she whined again. She loved him in a sibling sort of way, and it was rare for her to use his full name. She usually teased him with stuff like Sebby and Sebrina. Or Bastian because it reminded her of Never Ending Story. Sebastian, the name not the person, made her think of that fucking crab from Little Mermaid and she did not like that asshole one bit. Evan just wanted to lay here and maybe force her roommate to watch a movie with her. She wanted a human pillow and it wasn’t like Brandyn was here to be the best big sister ever and be a pillow. But wait a sec. Sebastian's stuff was gone. And someone else's were there. Where was her Sebrina? Why had things changed? Who was her new room mate that she was whining to?

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tag: stankface words: idk wearing: this. notes: heh.

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[JARED LIAM ROBINSON]

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spare me what you're thinking, tell me a lie

'The fuck is this?' Jared thought to himself as he dragged himself and his bags just a few doors down into his new dorm. He had enjoyed his dorm with Nina for as long it lasted, but it was obvious that it was over now. Clearly, someone had told staff about his and Nina's canoodling, and they had 'taken action'. Well, it wasn't like Jared was discreet about the relationship anyway, nearly everyone knew that Nina and Jared had an 'inappropriate' relationship. Regardless, he wasn't about to leave the school because he couldn't dorm with his ... friend? Jared didn't even know how to describe them. Friends with benefits? An open relationship? Who knew? Who cared, actually?

He just hoped his new roommate was decent, and could put up with him. Otherwise, he'd have to find a new roomie; a task that he did not want to take up. His bags thumped in front of the door and Jared banged loudly on the door with the meaty part of his hand. Hopefully this new roommate wasn't some kind of bitch. Maybe if he was lucky, she was a friend of his. God, what was with these adults wanting kinds to room with strangers? "HELLOOOO!" he hollered through the thin door.

With a sigh, he let himself in. The person inside had taken way too long. As the door crept open, Jared kept his head down as he struggled to get his two hefty bags inside the door. As they landed in their new spot, he took the moment to look up from behind his hair to see who he would be rooming with.

THE FUCK?! He screamed in his mind, as he saw a familiar shade of red hair lying on the bed. His stomach did a small flip of anxiety, not excitement. No. NO WAY. "Evan?" he said, a bit dumbstruck. Great! Just great. How was this going to work?

He let out a huge, obnoxious sigh. His arms went limp at his sides, and he gazed unto the ceiling. "Please DO NOT tell me you are my roommate." Jared closed his eyes for a moment, his words echoing in his ears. His eye lids fluttered rapidly and he found himself taking about what he said, "Uhhh, not that living with you would be bad ... it's just ... you know." His neck straightened up and he covered his face with his hand, pinching the bridge of his nose. This was going to be interesting.

TAGGED: evan • OOC: ahaha