Post by karter on Apr 22, 2014 23:51:08 GMT -5
It never surprised him that the imbecile that he had for a best friend wanted to go someone excessively social. It had to be somewhere so excessively social that it required Schuyler Hansen to actually manage a slightly presentable getup. After all, they were going to a meeting the owner of this little hole in the wall club that Jer knew about. Well, the fact that Jer was the one that knew about this place was something that made him nervous. Jeremiah wasn’t known for picking rather… clean locations. As Sky fixed his outfit, he looked over himself in the mirror. His feminine form was accented by the tight jeans, the heels, and the tighter shirt. Even though it was starting to get dark as well, his sunglasses covered his eyes to give him more of an ambiguous look.
Quickly, the blond haired man stalked over to his best friend’s room. After exhausting the four minutes and thirty-two seconds of patience he had, Schuyler left three crisp knocks on his friend’s door. “Is a certain bumbling imbecile ready to partake on the journey to this… how did you call it?” He called through the door, glancing at his red painted as he coolly waited for a response. “Or should I assume you’re withdrawing you… unconventional energy force from those brownies you procreated the night before last.” He hissed.
Quickly, the blond haired man stalked over to his best friend’s room. After exhausting the four minutes and thirty-two seconds of patience he had, Schuyler left three crisp knocks on his friend’s door. “Is a certain bumbling imbecile ready to partake on the journey to this… how did you call it?” He called through the door, glancing at his red painted as he coolly waited for a response. “Or should I assume you’re withdrawing you… unconventional energy force from those brownies you procreated the night before last.” He hissed.
