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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Sept 22, 2012 15:55:57 GMT -6
Jordan stirred when they began to move around. He rolled over, an arm draped off the bunk, the other over kenneth's stomach.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Sept 22, 2012 15:57:45 GMT -6
Kenneth closed his eyes again, reaching down to slip his fingers between Jordan's. He fell asleep again, the puppy curled up between his neck and shoulder. He held Jordan's hand close, not wanting to let go.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Sept 22, 2012 16:24:49 GMT -6
Jordan settled down again, beginning to drift to sleep once more.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Sept 22, 2012 16:31:59 GMT -6
Kenneth slept soundly, not waking until Knoxville told him he had to get up and get dressed, they had an hour until the meet and greet they were scheduled to do. He tapped Jordan, kissing his forehead gently. "Jordan, wake up.." He breathed,
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Sept 22, 2012 17:29:20 GMT -6
Jordan groaned in complaint, but sat up and stretched carefully, yawning. He pulled the hair tie from his hair, running a hand through it.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Sept 22, 2012 17:36:29 GMT -6
Kenneth climbed out of bed, pulling on a pair of jeans. He almost had his shirt over his head when the bus halted to a sudden stop, the sound of crunching metal entirely too loud to just have been something minor. He watched Knox walk up to the front, rubbing his head. Kenneth pulled his shirt down, buttoning it slowly.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Sept 22, 2012 17:38:25 GMT -6
Jordan blinked, raising his head as he reached for a bandana to tie around his head. Licking his lips, he watched Angel bounce past to go see as well.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Sept 22, 2012 17:42:12 GMT -6
Kenneth fished around his bunk for his sharpies, tucking them into his back pocket. He walked to the coffee table to grab his pass, slipping it through one of his back belt loops so it would hang there. He heard Knoxville talking to the bus driver, something about a car hitting them. "That's nice. Late to our own meet and greet." Kenneth mumbled.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Sept 22, 2012 17:45:05 GMT -6
Jordan finished getting ready quietly, fixing his hair and grabbing everything else he needed. He bit his lip, wandering up front.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Sept 22, 2012 17:46:20 GMT -6
Kenneth handed him his pass, watching the driver get off the bus. Knox wandered back, sitting down on the sofa where Kenneth was going to sit. Kenneth went into the kitchen instead, fixing a mug of coffee.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Sept 22, 2012 17:50:40 GMT -6
Jordan took it and clipped it on, sitting down of the sofa. He rubbed his hands together, unable to help that lingering uneasiness ad irritability, the shift in emotions.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Sept 22, 2012 17:53:48 GMT -6
Kenneth sat down on the floor with his coffee, taking a sip out of it. He kept his head down, looking down at the all too still cup of coffee. Normally he couldn't drink it without spilling it everywhere.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Sept 22, 2012 18:00:56 GMT -6
Jordan glanced towards him, chewing carefully at his lip. He hoped that Knix would get a call sometime today or tomorrow, finally wandered over and sat down next to Kenneth.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Sept 22, 2012 18:02:39 GMT -6
Kenneth glanced over at him, reaching over to slowly run his thumb over his bottom lip, feeling the snakebites there. He didn't dare kiss him, was still afraid that Jordan would overreact. He took another sip of his coffee, his hand resting on the boy's knee.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Sept 22, 2012 18:05:07 GMT -6
Jordan smiled at him faintly, wondering what was taking so long. He supposed he had to be glad the bus hadn't been worse, that they hadn't rolled or anything since it was only a car.
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