You're tolerating me.
There's a difference.
Hahaha. That’s right, no one cares. Like I don’t care. That’s why I’m not following you through the halls knowing that any moment you could make a sharp turn or stop walking and I wouldn’t know where I am. And then I’d be screwed. But clearly I’m not doing that so keep walking. *following*
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I don't want your stupid opinions then.
*jumps* Eek! Hey! Stop that! Don’t take it out on me!
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What do you want?
L-Leroy?
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Nobody cares is the funny thing.
I can do whatever I want.
Because I care? Come on talk to me.
And don’t make any sudden turns, I don’t fee like running into a wall
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Why the fuck are you following me for?
The fuck? *follows his footsteps* The fuck is wrong with you?
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I wasn't asking for your opinion.
[Throws the phone at her violently] So fuck off.
Nor do I want too… *>.>*
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Fuck it. [Throws the phone and stomps past Grant]
….woah.
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You don't undeRSTAND!
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“You don’t even know where my room is,” Leroy groaned patting the top of Grant’s head. He’d never show it, but Leroy worried very much about this boy. “You never know who would manipulate you since you’re blind. It happens, Grant. You can’t just knock on people’s doors until you find me.” For some reason, Leroy was already irritated, it’s something that happened on its own. But he had to admit with was a good irritation, one that made it clear to him that he cared about this guy. Leroy almost laughed when Grant mentioned his cane, “How much can you even lead with that?”
Date Night /// Grant and Leroy
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Leroy stuffed his hands into his back pockets as he surveyed the halls. After a quick name and a change of clothes he was ready to go pick Grant up for their date; although he still had no idea as to where the two were gonna go. Leroy never was good at these date sort of things so to go about and try to take Grant out was a big jump. A few moments walking to Grant's room he swore he spotted the boy knocking on someone's door. And after a double take his seeings were correct. "Grant..." Leroy grumbled as he approached the male, grabbing him by the shoulder and turning him around, "What do you think you're doing?"
Date Night /// Grant and Leroy
Grant had always wondered what he would do for his first date. Everything was kind of hard for him to do since he couldn’t see anything. He had enough trouble picking out clothes that matched. The only reason he looked decent was because his sister helped him pick out clothes that no matter what he wore they would always match. However, this night was important. His first date was going to rock. He tried to match and look a bit better than normal, feeling his hair to make sure that it wasn’t a total mess like usual. This won’t be hard. It’s just a date, he reassured himself. He felt confident that he looked good, and he made sure to grab his cane before he left. It folded up so it wouldn’t be so annoying. Grant left his room, and came across another issue. “Fuck…” He had no idea how to get from his room to Leroy’s. It’s not like the room numbers had Braille, so that didn’t help either. So grant did the only logical thing he could do. Since they were on the boy’s floor, he would knock on every door until Leroy opened up. He began, making sure to remember the path he was taking to get to Leroy’s room.
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This is going to be shit.
WowWowWow.
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Fine.
It can be a date.
WowWowWow.
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I'm not good at dates.
WowWowWow.
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Nope.
I think it's all just touching no sight needed, Grant.
WowWowWow.
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Sex is mostly touching. No sight needed.
WowWowWow.
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Fuck me you're adorable.
WowWowWow.
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[Smiles] I'm smiling alright?
WowWowWow.
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