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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Sept 22, 2012 18:08:51 GMT -6
Kenneth draped an arm around his shoulders, hugging him gently. He finished off his coffee, leaning up to put it on the coffee table. He leaned back, kissing Jordan's forehead.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Sept 22, 2012 18:10:11 GMT -6
Jordan took his other hand, lifting it to his lips with a soft kiss. He grabbed a sharpie off the coffee table, drawing a music note carefully on the top of Kenneth's hand.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Sept 22, 2012 18:13:58 GMT -6
Kenneth watched him draw on his hand, chewing on his lip. He smiled over at him. He pulled a sharpie from his pocket, gently turning Jordan's hand over. He drew a little fish then another smaller one behind it. He added a few bubbles, then tucked the sharpie back into his pocket.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Sept 22, 2012 18:15:12 GMT -6
Jordan laughed. "Fish huh?" He kissed Kenneth softly, then stood up to wander outside and see what was going on.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Sept 22, 2012 18:17:52 GMT -6
"Who doesn't like fish?" He asked, a bit shocked at the kiss. He met it softly, getting up to following him outside. He was a bit surprised to see a sports car under the bus, but not so surprised to see the driver was a drunk lady in a bikini. "Figures." He mumbled, reaching for Jordan's hand.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Sept 22, 2012 18:26:05 GMT -6
Jordan took his hand quietly, eyeing the car as he chewed carefully on the inside of his cheek, fixing his bandana.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Sept 22, 2012 18:28:16 GMT -6
Kenneth watched Knoxville trying to talk rationally to the woman despite him obviously thinking she was the most disgusting creature he'd seen. He could hear sirens in the distance, and wondered how the woman had even gotten out. But drunks had a great ability to bounce back, he'd observed. Knoxville never stayed down long from anything.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Sept 22, 2012 18:31:51 GMT -6
Jordan chewed on his lip some more, watching, and looked up at the sound of sirens, hoping nobody would make too big a deal about it.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Sept 22, 2012 18:33:17 GMT -6
He squeezed his hand, giving him a gentle kiss to the forehead. He heard the woman say something about it, probably rude by her tone. "I'm gonna go back inside." He said quietly, letting go of his hand to board the bus.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Sept 22, 2012 18:45:50 GMT -6
Jordan watched him go, crossing his arms over his chest. "You want help over to the medics..?" He asked softly, blue eyes hesitant.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Sept 22, 2012 18:49:01 GMT -6
Kenneth could hear the woman's 'I don't need help from a fag like you!' from the kitchen, and Knox's retaliating 'well, everyone on this bus is a fucking faggot, so you can carry your stupid blonde ass!' He didn't dare leave the bus, grabbing another bottle of water.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Sept 22, 2012 18:53:58 GMT -6
"Ehm, sorry," Jordan mumbled, backing off. He crossed his arms again quietly, leaning against the bus.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Sept 22, 2012 18:55:31 GMT -6
Kenneth sighed as the dog came bouncing out of the bunk room, opening the door to let her out. She ran up to Jordan, licking his shoe. Kenneth slowly climbed down, watching the medics try and take the woman. "Are we gonna be here much longer?" He asked.
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Post by jordan marcus ballard on Sept 22, 2012 19:05:49 GMT -6
Jordan was chewing on his thumbnail, crouching to pick the puppy up and hug her close to his face. He shrugged at Kenneth's question, reaching for his hand.
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Post by kenneth ryleigh jefferson on Sept 22, 2012 19:07:21 GMT -6
Kenneth smiled as the puppy started licking Jordan's face. "She loves you.." He said, slipping his fingers between Jordan's. He leaned against the bus next to him, kissing his head.
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