Post by Whites!!! on May 20, 2013 22:12:57 GMT -5
Wake up in the morning feeling, like, p. shitty. Totes.
To be honest, Whites didn't actually feel too crappy. He was up way too early, sure, but sometimes that was probably good for you. He'd gotten a lot of sleep and his body was telling him it was ready to go. Ready to go!!! (Heyo!) For what, no one could be sure (except for his magazines, but that's another story) but he knew he wanted to make today a productive day. He thought maybe he'd go eat some early breakfast, maybe take a walk down to the town, maybe even hit on some chixxx or whatever dudes did in "town". It was really warming up, and it made him restless. That's why he was up so early!
Feelin' fat and sassy and inconsiderate of any of his dorm-mates, he thrust the nearest windows open, standing there proudly in his totally normal dude boxers and no shirt. The chilly air felt great on his skin, and he just wanted to breathe in as much fresh air as he could. It felt "fukken" awesome.
The sun was just starting to peek over the horizon, a pink hue starting to part the blue sea above their school. Early mornings during the summer, or whatever. There was still a silvery shimmer to the air, as if the moon was working in overdrive, but he didn't worry about that. He felt good. He felt... alive.
Finally turning around after a few minutes of deep breaths of mountain air, he started to get ready for his day. Gathering up the clothes he wanted to wear, he headed towards the showers, musing out loud to no one in particular about nothing in particular, stripping himself of his boxers as he did so. Normally he didn't go for the whole 'full-frontal nudity' thing in the dorms, but for some reason, he kind of didn't care. Plus, the air felt good on his butt.
A nice, clean shower and a trip down some stairs later, he was down in the feating hall. He sat unceremoniously at the Ravenclaw table, looking for someone to chat with. Of course, there was no one he knew, but that was the whole point of sitting there. He normally wouldn't have just sat at a different house, but he seriously couldn't remember any Ravenclaw friends that he had. He suddenly felt really friendly, and that was nice. Plus, he wondered if Ravenclaw food tasted better or something.
In front of him spawned a giant plate of buttered toast with a dab of mayonaise on each slice. Normally this was kind of gross and he wasn't too keen on sharing one of his favorite breakfasts, but today it just came out of nowhere. Awesome.
He took a giant bite out of his toast, brushing some crumbs off of his bare chest.
To be honest, Whites didn't actually feel too crappy. He was up way too early, sure, but sometimes that was probably good for you. He'd gotten a lot of sleep and his body was telling him it was ready to go. Ready to go!!! (Heyo!) For what, no one could be sure (except for his magazines, but that's another story) but he knew he wanted to make today a productive day. He thought maybe he'd go eat some early breakfast, maybe take a walk down to the town, maybe even hit on some chixxx or whatever dudes did in "town". It was really warming up, and it made him restless. That's why he was up so early!
Feelin' fat and sassy and inconsiderate of any of his dorm-mates, he thrust the nearest windows open, standing there proudly in his totally normal dude boxers and no shirt. The chilly air felt great on his skin, and he just wanted to breathe in as much fresh air as he could. It felt "fukken" awesome.
The sun was just starting to peek over the horizon, a pink hue starting to part the blue sea above their school. Early mornings during the summer, or whatever. There was still a silvery shimmer to the air, as if the moon was working in overdrive, but he didn't worry about that. He felt good. He felt... alive.
Finally turning around after a few minutes of deep breaths of mountain air, he started to get ready for his day. Gathering up the clothes he wanted to wear, he headed towards the showers, musing out loud to no one in particular about nothing in particular, stripping himself of his boxers as he did so. Normally he didn't go for the whole 'full-frontal nudity' thing in the dorms, but for some reason, he kind of didn't care. Plus, the air felt good on his butt.
A nice, clean shower and a trip down some stairs later, he was down in the feating hall. He sat unceremoniously at the Ravenclaw table, looking for someone to chat with. Of course, there was no one he knew, but that was the whole point of sitting there. He normally wouldn't have just sat at a different house, but he seriously couldn't remember any Ravenclaw friends that he had. He suddenly felt really friendly, and that was nice. Plus, he wondered if Ravenclaw food tasted better or something.
In front of him spawned a giant plate of buttered toast with a dab of mayonaise on each slice. Normally this was kind of gross and he wasn't too keen on sharing one of his favorite breakfasts, but today it just came out of nowhere. Awesome.
He took a giant bite out of his toast, brushing some crumbs off of his bare chest.