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Post by Reagan Anderson on Apr 10, 2014 7:59:40 GMT -9
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Reagan would be out for quite awhile, his body needed to recover and replenish the blood it lost. That was all there really was to any of this. Though he'd rather not dig back into that again. It'd just end up making his life a tad bit worse. The boy's body was so fast asleep he wouldn't be able to stop Kyler from leaving if he really wanted to. This was just how it went, and he'd have to deal with it. Not that he wanted to of course. No he'd rather just shake this off. And wake up already. Not that he'd be able to of course. People didn't know what he thought, and the small brunette also felt very drugged. Lethargic and exhausted were pretty much the same thing but that was how he'd describe what he was feeling right now at least. Kyler would understand. Hopefully. But Reagan wasn't even awake to ask him.
And he had no idea what to ask him either. Lucky for him right, probably not. Reagan grumbled, and just let Kyler remain around his waist. The boy's body was starting to gain some life and color back to it. He didn't feel much better in the term of his stomach twisting like no tomorrow. But he did at least have some life back in, and he felt that he could move. When this bed stopped being so comfy he might actually move. So far though it was not happening. With Kyler up against him Reagan just felt comfortable. Probably more so thanks to him not being able to remember what happened. He had some black spots in his memory, but he figured that was just because he fell asleep again.
This had happened before, he was always tired and he passed out then wouldn't remember things at first. Then eventually they all came back to him, and life went back on as normal basically. He shoved Kyler a bit when he finally did wake up. "Come on Kyler get up...where the hell are we anyway?" He didn't know, Reagan didn't remember. His neck hurt and he winced as he reached over to touch it. But he didn't feel anything, or at least he thought he didn't. Maybe he hit his head really hard last night, or something along those lines. He was not entirely sure on this one. How could he be?
"Come on you idiot! get up!" Reagan still felt sick but it was a lot less now then it was before. So he'd be alright, or at least he thought he'd be okay. For the moment anyway. Now it was just about getting Kyler up out of bed, and off of his body. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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Post by Kyler Cullen on Apr 10, 2014 16:39:22 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc Kyler was exhausted. Last night he'd felt energized from the blood he'd consumed, Reagan was so warm and comfortable. He really did miss the luxuries of his home. Even the guest beds were as comfortable as ever. He would definitely have to complain about this when he got back to cross, regardless of how trivial and stuffy it would seem. He was still a noble, and he'd be listened to.
He stirred slightly when he felt Reagan move, but it didn't bother him as much as it should have. Kyler simply didn't want to wake up. While the brunette started talking, all he did in response was mumble something entirely incoherent and turn over to his other side. It wasn't in the right mind to be concerned about Reagan and the many questions he might have, especially since it was day time.
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Post by Reagan Anderson on Apr 10, 2014 17:40:57 GMT -9
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Reagan couldn't help it, he was irritated here and he wanted to shove him off. Make his friend go away. Why was he even clinging to him? This was just so freaking annoying, apparently. With a low growl he just tried to move away. His neck was still stinging and his head was spinning. "Come on Kyler get off of me, jeez!" He wanted to get up, and if Kyler didn't move he'd shove him off then leave. Go out somewhere at least. He wanted to get out of here, at the very least anyway. But would it happen? Who knew. He kept trying to get out of bed and somehow free himself from Kyler's body. That darn body was so annoying. But he was in pain, and he wanted to know why.
"U-ugh...my head still hurts." He moaned a bit, and just tried to get out of the bed without dragging Kyler down too. That at least sounded like some sort of plan to him anyway. For now. He was not in the mood. Why couldn't Kyler just get the hell off of him. What point did any of this even have? Apparently it meant a lot to him but Reagan wasn't even sure. Why was he here? He had a feeling he knew what it was, but still. What was he supposed to do about this one either. With a small sigh he was a bit uncertain on this one really. Now that he was thinking about it. Reagan tried to move and get Kyler away from him.
So what if it was day, Kyler needed to get up. And Reagan pulled away from him then walked over to the door to open it up. He didn't know if Kyler was going to stop him or anything. But he knew that he wanted to find out where he was, even if he had a feeling he should know this place. For the moment Reagan did not know it, and he was not completely sure what to do about it. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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Post by Kyler Cullen on Apr 10, 2014 18:26:38 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc He didn't realize that Reagan was actually awake until he started to feel him trying to get out of bed. He was still a bit out of it himself, but when Rea managed to slip out from under the covers Kyler peeked an eye open. It was day time already and he could see it even while under the sheets, but what's more, he could hear Rea walking off towards the door. His eyes grew wide.
Kyler couldn't have darted out of bed fast enough. He rushed to Rea, so quickly that he nearly made them both fall to the floor. He didn't want his friend to protest or make a scene, so he placed his right hand over Reagan's mouth and held him close with his other arm wrapped around his waist. "Are you crazy!" He hissed under his breath, fear trickling into his being as he stopped to simply listen and wait.
Thankfully, for the sake of them both, he heard nothing. Still keeping Reagan's mouth covered with his right hand, Kyler reached out towards the door and locked it from the inside carefully. It was beyond relieved that he'd made it in time. It could have been a catastrophe if anyone saw either of them. He let go of Reagan reluctantly, after feeling assured that they were somewhat safe. He expelled a relieved sigh, and went to rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"That was close. You could have gotten us killed." Kyler spoke so casually while he yawned and stretched his arms out. He turned away from Reagan regardless of what he'd say, walked back to the bed, and crawled back under the covers as if nothing had just happened.
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Post by Reagan Anderson on Apr 10, 2014 18:54:35 GMT -9
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Reagan growled, he felt Kyler's hand over his mouth as Kyler started to pull him back. What was he even going on about? Reagan didn't get it, he had felt the pain in his neck as Kyler pulled him back. But what was he going to do? Really. Why the hell did that guy have to do that, it was so irritating to think someone tried to keep him here. What was Kyler even up to? Kill them both, what? That was confusing. "How am I crazy! What are you even doing!?" He looked at him, and tried to remove the hand completely from his mouth. What was even up with Kyler these days? Reagan didn't get it. Not like he knew how to either. He was not entirely good at understanding this stuff.
While he accepted Kyler's oddness before, he was not sure about this. He was just in way too much pain right now to even bother with that stuff. Pretty much. Which might not be the best idea but who cared right? No one would probably. Now that he was thinking about those sort of things anyway. Reagan just huffed and leaned down on the chair sighing a bit. What was he even doing? Why couldn't he just leave. Reagan wanted to go home, and find something to do. This probably wasn't going to get him anywhere either. With a small sigh he just looked up at him. "Why can't I leave. Seriously what the heck is going on Kyler! tell me!" He was trying to keep his voice down, he didn't want to alert anyone.
But Kyler had confused him, it didn't help that he felt sick once again. He was trying to keep from throwing up basically. Yet he knew this wasn't going to do him a lot of good was it? Apparently. "I-I don't even get why I'm here! just tell me that, ugh Kyler I feel like shit. Did I get wasted or something?" He had to ask, though it probably didn't matter. He'd rather not get into this. His stomach was starting to hurt once again at this point. Though it might not even matter. What was Kyler going to do to him?
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Post by Kyler Cullen on Apr 10, 2014 20:08:51 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc Reagan was so loud, even in the morning. Kyler wondered how he could be so lively after last night...Last night. He opened his eyes again, recalling that he had to try and connect some dots for Rea so he wouldn't start asking too many questions. Pushing himself up, with much effort, Kyler propped himself into a sitting position. His left hand pressing into the mattress as he slouched and looked over at Reagan from where he was on the bed.
Combing his bangs out of his face with his fingers he then went on to explain a bit of what happened last night to relieve Reagan of all of his questions. "After the arcade we went to get something to eat and you got really sick. You even fainted." Another long yawn broke his sentences apart. Kyler didn't feel as bad saying these things, at least now that he wasn't entirely lying. Reagan did get sick, and he had fainted, that was true.
"Don't be so loud. My parents might wake up." It occurred to him then, that this was probably the first time that Reagan had ever actually been inside his house. A smirked, an amused grin curling the corners of his lips as he looked over at his friend through still mildly dazed eyes. "We're at my house. I was worried about you, and I couldn't take you back to the Day Class dorms cause of the rules. I thought we'd just stay here for the weekend till you felt a little better."
Kyler wondered if Reagan needed anything or if he at least felt a little better today than he had last night. "Do you need anything?"
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Post by Reagan Anderson on Apr 10, 2014 20:46:59 GMT -9
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Reagan was not in the mood of this, no it was so frustrating. Why did any of that have to happen? Just really, why. Kyler was hiding something. Yet he couldn't put his finger on it. Something was being hidden from him. And this brunette just did not like any of that. He wanted to know what he was hiding but Reagan just yawned. Rubbing his forehead, the male wanted to try and make his pain go away. He had fainted? What even? He did not remember this. Reagan remembered feeling like crap but that was as far as his memory went. Now that he was thinking about it anyway. And thinking only made the pain in his head worse. "I don't remember fainting though, I remember something else...it's weird." He seemed to really be lost in thought, but Reagan wasn't sure why.
Something was still in his head. Something he didn't entirely understand either. So much for having a plan with all of this right? It seemed so far that he did not have a single plan either. Not when he should have. So Kyler's parents would wake up whatever. They didn't need to be here. They could go back to the dorms soon, that was all. They didn't need to stay in this place for very long. Kyler knew that right, or did he just not want to deal with any of that? Who knew right, he might be thinking over this way too much right now. Wasn't that surprising for someone like Reagan after all. He always had a very vivid sort of imagination b y this point.
"Kyler...? It's okay for us to stay here right? They don't know though do they?" He had to ask, he had a feeling they didn't it wasn't surprising really. Kyler wouldn't want to hide him if they knew he was here. So that explained a lot already, he didn't even need to ask. "Ugh I still feel like crap...my head hurts, and everything else does too. Bluh. I don't know if I'll feel any better, I just keep feeling really bad...Kyler can we eat? Maybe food will help." Of course it was Reagan. He always thought about food, food was like his life or something along those lines. Apparently.
He did not feel any better from last night, but that probably didn't matter. It wasn't going to fix anything anyway. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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Post by Kyler Cullen on Apr 10, 2014 21:59:15 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc Kyler smirked and shook his head. "No you definitely fainted. I think you ate something bad. I've never seen you so sick before." He could lie so easily when it came to something like this. He'd been so used to covering up the vampire side of him for years that it didn't even require him to strain himself to even do so anymore. It did worry him though, that Reagan said that he remembered 'something else'. There was just no way that his memory wiping hadn't worked. He had been boosted in every sense after drinking his blood. Sure he may be a bit rusty, but Kyler didn't think that he would ever have failed at something so trivial. He didn't want to prod Reagan about it either, and thought it to be a better idea to simply brush it off and move along the subject to something else.
He perked up when Reagan asked him about his parents. Kyler was confused what he was getting at, and tilted his head slightly when he tried thinking about what he meant without asking first. Did his parents not know what? If it was about them being there that was easy enough to answer and it didn't require Reagan to look so hurt or upset. He smiled once more and attempted to reassure his friend so he'd stop looking so glum. "I snuck us in here last night because I was worried that they'd get mad if they saw that I wasn't at the school. It's not your fault, I just don't want to get yelled at."
Especially after the events that transpired last night, he didn't want to put anymore stress on Reagan's fragile little human body than he already had. He nodded in response to his friends request for food, and plopped back onto the bed before rolling over so he could reach his cell phone resting on the nightstand on the far right. He had the wait staff on speed dial, including his personal butler and tutors -though he rarely called them.
While yawning into the phone, the line was picked up on the second ring and the voice of a young female answered. When he began to speak she was sincerely startled to hear who it was and despite asking him over and over again what he was doing here and why he wasn't at the school, Kyler continued to list off things that Reagan might want to eat as if ordering food from a drive through. "Eggs and bacon please. French toast with lots of syrup, I'm in the mood for something sweet, and hm...two glasses of orange juice. And if you could please don't make so much noise. I'm trying to hide from my parents okay. Don't let them know I'm here. Thank you Mari~" And with that he hung up on her.
"Too early. Why can't you sleep like normal people do?" He whined, rolling over again and curling the blankets up and over himself.
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Post by Reagan Anderson on Apr 11, 2014 5:26:31 GMT -9
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Reagan was trying to figure out what was going on here, this might not make a lot of sense. What was he supposed to do at this point? He might already be way in over his head, which wasn't need at all. By now Reagan was stressing over stupid crap. So he'd shove it away, and try to relax. Maybe. With a small grumble he just gave a nod. What was he going to do? This confused the boy, and everything else made it worse. His head was hurting again. Though it wasn't bound to work or anything, Kyler had said he just fainted. So maybe he did. Maybe all he really did was faint and fall down. Couldn't be so surprising, Reagan did feel sick after all. "Fine I fainted, sure let's go with that then. Though...I don't know. It feels weird. Can I eat now?" Of course he'd think about food. food was food, and it was his thing. Always had been more or less now that he thought about it.
School, food, Kyler, food. His schedule constantly had thinking of food in it somewhere. Such a chubby little thing he'd end up being at some point. With a small sigh he tried to relax, tried to figure something out instead. At the very least this wasn't going to be so hard. He just watched Kyler order the food, and listened to him talk. So the parents didn't know go figure. Kyler had dragged them in here all because Reagan didn't feel very well. It was just another thing where he never knew how he would feel later. At the very least anyway. Reagan moved back over to the bed and just got under the covers, stealing one of the blankets from Kyler but letting him keep the other one. Reagan wanted to rest a little that was all. Even if his body wasn't tired his head felt like it should have been. Maybe on the count of that memory erasing Kyler did. Reagan wouldn't remember that part though, so he just blamed it on being sick.
Reagan's body was so far from happy with him. This was not going to get him anywhere or be useful in any form either. Pretty much. All that food though it made his tummy grumble. Even if Reagan felt like crap in every other way. He leaned back against the pillow and yawned. "Because I am normal, you have the screwed up sleeping patterns cause of the night class." He said as he just glanced at him, he was not in the mood to deal with this. Not at all really. Why would Kyler have to be in the night class? Couldn't he just be a day student, and they'd be able to spend more time with each other.
Maybe Reagan was attached but Kyler had been his best friend forever. And he'd never want to let that go. Reagan just dropped the blanket over Kyler and brought his knees up to his chest. With that he was resting his chin on them and just looking straight ahead. As if he was thinking about things. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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Post by Kyler Cullen on Apr 11, 2014 16:04:43 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc As he'd suspected, Reagan didn't actually remember anything from last night that he hadn't wanted him to. To think that he'd be even slightly worried that he'd failed at doing something so easy, actually proved to him that he was becoming too much of a worry wart lately. Though it was only because of Reagan that he was.
He listened to the human boy walk back towards the bed from where he'd stood near the door, glad that he was finally giving in to his wishes if not slightly. They had no need to panic and try to run out of here asap anyway. Kyler was certain that they'd be safe with his parents asleep, so long as they stayed that way. He didn't move when Reagan curled under the covers beside him, but to hold onto his pillow just a tad bit tighter.
Reagan was right to think that he was the odd one, but in Kyler's eyes it was still the very opposite. No matter how long they'd been friends he'd always seen Reagan as a little weird, not because of his personality or appearance, but because he was simply human. "Sleeping all day is much better for my health." Kyler remarked, his tone a bit teasing, but he was actually being genuine in saying what he had. Not that Reagan would really understand.
He grumbled faintly, whining when Reagan dropped his blanket over him, but didn't move to try and pull it away until his friend got suddenly so quiet. Reluctantly he turned onto his back and slowly pulled the blankets down until they were just over his nose. He watched Reagan curiously, until he couldn't help himself and had to say something. "Are you okay?"
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Post by Reagan Anderson on Apr 11, 2014 17:11:54 GMT -9
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This was really frustrating to him, constantly feeling this way. Why couldn't it just go away, Kyler wasn't someone who could make it go away. He just wished he magically had some power so he could. But like that'd happen, it'd just be too easy, Reagan already knew that much. He just settled on the bed and tried to get comfy. Tried to relax, this wasn't going to do him any good right now. And what was he supposed to say? It seemed they weren't going to be able to leave, by this point. Not at all. "Kyler...? Are you going to eat this time, or just go back to sleep." That was all he asked as he looked back towards him. Reagan knew they were on the same bed but for some reason he still felt so far apart. Why even? This was strange enough at this point.
"Yea yea then go back to sleep Kyler. Since you need to so badly." He rolled his eyes and just leaned back a bit more, he was not in the mood of dealing with this. Not at all. Why would he be? This really didn't matter, it wasn't going to change matters either was it? Basically. So just what was he going to get into, or even deal with at that rate. Right? Reagan was just sitting there with his knees up to his chest now looking down at his feet. This couldn't be so bad now could it. Right? Seriously he was thinking over things way too much right now. But like that'd change anytime soon either, he already knew that. With a small sigh he tried to calm down once again, without stepping on toes or anything. Since stepping on toes was bad even for Reagan. Even with Kyler at that.
"I'm fine, just my stomach hurts still I guess. I dunno." He shrugged his shoulders, and just rested his chin on his knees. Trying to rest a little bit, he was still kinda tired, but more so he felt sick over anything else really. Couldn't be that surprising now could it though? He had a feeling Kyler might just pass out, since Kyler did usually sleep all day thanks to the messed up schedules. And he was just waiting for his friend to fall asleep again then he'd be able to go off and do his own thing. Without getting caught.
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Post by Kyler Cullen on Apr 13, 2014 3:40:34 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc Sleep did seem really nice at the moment, but it seemed rude to leave his friend without company to entertain him -especially since they couldn't leave this room until Monday. Ugh, how that sounded like such a drag. It didn't help that Reagan seemed so frustrated with him already too. What had he done wrong this time? "Mmm..yea, I'll eat. But stop sounding so mad at me all the time, it's not fair." Kyler groaned, turning over onto his side and wiggling until he felt the heat of Reagan's body against him.
He buried his face into the boy's clothes at his hip, tempted to bite him but restraining himself since he wasn't entirely sure what could come from an action like that so early in the morning when he wasn't entirely with it. He was glad that Reagan seemed to be feeling a bit better, but he was certain that the boy was bluffing at least somewhat. His neck probably hurt, something Kyler felt extremely bad about -as if his stomach ache wasn't making him feel bad enough. However, he hoped that the food he'd requested would help.
"That's good. The food should be here quickly, so don't worry too much or else it might make your stomach hurt more." He said, voice muffled as he spoke against the fabric of Reagan's clothing. He could still sense that the little brunette was still uncomfortable and it bothered him. Kyler didn't know how to fix it but to keep him close as much as possible. There was nothing more comforting than the company of someone you were familiar with, after all.
"On the bright side, instead of just a couple hours, we get to spend two whole days together."
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Post by Reagan Anderson on Apr 13, 2014 11:24:02 GMT -9
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Reagan just tried to rub this headache away, if he could think clearly, he'd be alright. Hopefully. For the moment the boy had a feeling it didn't matter. He was here with Kyler. They were both together. He'd get to spend time with his friend. Which he hadn't been able to for these past few days. Thanks to that whole rules from the Academy and such. He didn't understand them, Reagan didn't really like them either at that. "I'm not mad at you, I really don't feel good Kyler. And this place, we shouldn't be here. But it'll be okay?" He had to ask, Reagan wanted to make sure this was okay. He'd rather not get into trouble. If they didn't get caught he'd be just fine with it. Mostly. At least he thought he would be. He really didn't like the rules, but school was okay. Mostly. Reagan had to try and remember not to get in trouble or do other things.
He just reached under the blanket, and ruffled Kyler's hair. He wasn't bothered by this right now. Reagan was starting to get back into calming down. This couldn't be so bad, they'd at least be somewhat safe here. Or so he thought anyway. But who really knew, he might just be in over his head once again. As much as he'd rather shrug that off it wasn't likely to happen and he knew it. "Alright fine. are you going to stay under the blankets the whole time. Or can we actually do something?" He had to wonder if Kyler would stay under there the whole time. That idea of it being that way just annoyed him to no end really.
"I just want to eat a lot of it. My stomach is all twisty for some reason." He sighed and moved down under the blanket, nuzzling up to Kyler. Now he was being a bit better, and less awkward. Perhaps? Who knew, right now he just felt like this wasn't a good idea either. So what was he supposed to do? "Good I hate the school and it's rules. Maybe we can sneak out here every weekend?" He was just asking, though did it even matter. Probably not. He'd rather just shrug it off somehow instead. Reagan was glad to see Kyler at the very least. More then a few hours would do both of them a lot of good. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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Post by Kyler Cullen on Apr 13, 2014 12:15:42 GMT -9
some coincidences are deliberate reagan / notes / etc He didn't show it outwardly, but hearing Reagan denounce his worry that he'd been mad at him made Kyler feel good. So he wasn't mad, or at least not anymore. This was good news. It meant he wouldn't have to tip toe around the boy for fear of making things worse. Kyler leaned further against him, now feeling that he could get away with it since Reagan's mood was better.
"This 'is' my house. I can do whatever I want." He proclaimed matter-of-factually, disregarding the notion that his parents could very well send him to the wolves if they wanted to. However, they weren't so intolerant, and he was the eldest son -there only son. They wouldn't toss him out so easily, and at any rate, he was certain that they were asleep. With the house being as big as it was, Kyler was confident that they wouldn't even realize they'd been here until they were gone.
Comforted by the touch of Reagan's hand in his hair, he smiled inwardly and accepted the affection given without moving a muscle. He thought about what Reagan had said for a moment, considering his words and wondering to himself if he really had it in him to actually get out of bed and crawl out of the covers. It didn't seem very pleasant, but if Reagan really wanted it he supposed he could try. That didn't mean he wouldn't complain about it. "Maybe..but I'm comfortable here."
The boy muttered, timidly opening his eyes as he felt Reagan move and slip under the blanket before him. As soon as Reagan was in the right spot Kyler quickly wrapped his arms around the boy and pulled him closely. He smelled so nice, and he was so warm too. With the events that had transpired last night, Kyler felt himself craving fresh blood more and more. It was a bit dangerous, and he knew that it was bad, but Reagan had tasted better than he thought he would.
He chuckled at what Rea had said about breaking the rules, picturing the reaction of his parents if he did such a thing more than once. "Sounds fun." He said simply, not entirely welcoming the idea, but finding it funny to imagine at least. Just then there was a faint knock at the door causing Kyler to stiffen slightly. He pulled Reagan closer, protectively, as he slightly raised his head to glance over at the door. Was it the food? He didn't say a word in response, paranoid that it might be someone else. However, as the door slowly opened, and a maid entered with a cart pushing in front of her Kyler noticeably relaxed.
"It's about time." He complained, still latched onto Reagan. "W-who is this?" The woman retorted, slightly wide eyes to actually see a stranger in bed with the young sir. "None of your business. Is that all of our food?" Kyler was in one of his moods again, but it was only because Reagan was here and he didn't want her bothering him with questions. The maid huffed, appalled to hear him talk to her like he had, but seemingly used to it as she simmered down quickly.
"Yes" "You're dismissed then~." Just like that he waved her off, and despite how the woman lingered where she was for a moment once she'd had the chance to really give him a harsh look she turned on her heel and exited the room -still as quietly as she had entered. "I'll get it." Kyler said, finally letting go of Reagan so he could at last crawl out of bed though only to retrieve the cart of food. He pushed it to the edge of the bed, stopping it at Reagan's side and began pulling the lids off of the platters so he could find his plate of french toast. Once found, he'd take it from the cart and crawl back over to sit beside Reagan on the bed.
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Post by Reagan Anderson on Apr 13, 2014 17:25:55 GMT -9
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Reagan was hoping Kyler would cheer up a little bit at least, though did it matter? Probably not. With a sigh he just tried to focus on something else. Like the food that was coming, it did at least settle his stomach a little bit. Even if his tummy wanted to continue to be jumpy. For whatever reason he wasn't as calm as he wanted to be. All thanks to this place, and the things in it for that matter. Kyler said they'd be okay. After all this place was not some stranger's house. It was Kyler's. He lived here. Though Reagan didn't entirely come here that often. So what was he supposed to say? Just what was he going to do? This might not be the best idea for him by now. At least he didn't feel like it was going to be.
But he would stay. He wanted to spend time with Kyler, without all those darn rules and so on. Pretty much. Either way it wasn't bound to mean very much, or get either of them anywhere. So he'd drop his stresses for now, and just focus on spending time with his friend. And also eating his food, so his stomach would no longer be mad at him. Having an angry tummy was literally the worst at this point, now that he was thinking about it anyway. "Kyler? Never mind...Well still find us something to do so that you can stay in bed. Or something." He huffed, and rolled his eyes. Reagan wanted to be a stubborn butt, or push his friend out of the bed. But no he didn't right now.
Reagan ducked under the blanket a little bit as he heard the knock. He had been curled up against Kyler. But now he felt uncertain. Who was there? Who had knocked on the door, maybe it was someone Kyler knew. Or that person Kyler had called, right? Perhaps. He just peeked out from under the blanket and let it fall around his body. Reagan didn't care, he was still fully clothed after all. So like it'd end up showing anything bad, right? But who knew what this woman would even think about them.
Reagan just kept to himself. He'd rather not deal with this, or get into it either. Like it'd end up doing him any good. So what was he supposed to do. How could he even work through this? He was in Kyler's home with someone else. Pretty much. That was all, yet right now he'd rather not deal with it. "Okay if you say so Kyler." Reagan just wrapped his arms around his own body and watched Kyler. He hoped this wasn't so bad, or he didn't feel like Reagan was just being a burden at this point.
They were here to just spend time together and eat. MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
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