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Post by alex on Mar 20, 2011 17:28:59 GMT -7
Bradley was never a mall person, unfortunately he needed a new wallet before his completely fell apart, at this point you’d think his wallet was made of duct tape. So here he was braving the annoying high pitched chatter of the hordes of mall loving people, you know the type that hang at the mall just for the fun of it. Yeah he definitely didn’t fit into that crowd and all he wanted was to get in and out as fast as he possibly could. However he was going to have this wallet for a while a long while if its predecessor was any indication of how its life would pan out. He found one that would fit his needs and personality, blood guts and horror. His demented mind wasn’t much use to him the last couple weeks, his hobby was on hold due to the simple fact that his inspiration was being stifled by emotions. Course the boy who didn’t believe in feelings would never admit that was the reason why.
Bottled emotions could crush anything. That was always the root of Brad’s anger; he could bottle just about anything the only problem was once the bottles full he tended to blow up and lash out at whoever was around. Today he found himself in a pretty calm state aside from his growing annoyance with the people around him. For being so good with people he really didn’t like people at least not a whole bunch of them at once, unless he was drunk of course then he could handle a crowd like the best of them. Charm wasn’t anything that he was lacking, he had charm an abundance of it really, the boy could get just about anything with a simple smile. Knowing you’re good looking and actually being good looking gave you a bit of easy come confidence.
After flirting with the sales girl for a couple minutes he left with a wink, failing to ask for her number, though she wouldn’t realize that until later. Finding a bench he sat down to switch the contents of his wallet. Maybe he’d get a pretzel, nothing was better than a mall pretzel; after all in his eyes the only reason to come to a mall was for the Auntie Anne’s cinnamon and sugar pretzels, he closed his new wallet and hesitated before throwing his old tattered wallet away. He was never one for nostalgia, but in this case it was his first wallet, he let the wallet fall from his hand and made his way to the pretzel stand and ordered one of his beloved pretzels. He scanned the Mall with his green eyes only to see something that disturbed his calm and cool mood; Adriana. He received his pretzel, he took a bite and for a moment was about to ignore her completely, he’d just go on with his day and live peacefully. No, he walked over to her “I thought you were supposed to be in the hospital” his voice was cold and unconcerned.
notes; sorry it's pretty horrendous
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Post by ADRIANA NICOLE REED on Mar 24, 2011 13:15:25 GMT -7
There was something about arguing that had always upset Adriana... Defiantly when it came to arguing with Hunter. There was no doubt in this world that she loved that boy with all her heart, but when it came to fussing, he always got to her the most. It didn't matter what it was on, or what it had to do with, he just could take everything in side of her that panged and twitched... and make it a hundred times worse. maybe it was a bad thing to say, but she honestly could not help it. He was the love of her life... and he also seemed to be her biggest enemy at times. And today, as she just sat there and looking at her belly, rubbing it contently she wasn't sure how things were going to change with them.
As of lately, they seemed to be arguing more and more, and she didn't know why. She did not know what she was doing to make him hate her so much, but whatever she was doing, he seemed to pick up on it. maybe it was her fault for starting most of it, but like their latest argument, he did do something to provoke her into acting like she did. She could not help that she was pregnant and hormonal, but well, he was suppose to be there for her. He knew more than anyone that he was the only one who could calm her down when she was upset, but instead he would not even touch her. Maybe it was why she decided to just take a cab back to the hospital later when she finally did decide to leave, instead of doing the obvious and calling him. Ads honestly just did not want to see anymore of him today.
Sitting there picking at her food she never had expected the man who walked up too. First thinking it was Hunter, she wiped her teared stained face about to tell him off when she realized who it actually was. Bradley. It had probably been over a month since the last time she seen him, when she was actually out of the hospital, so there was no doubt that he did not know about her day out. Because why would he care? last time she checked he was not even found of her. Which... only added to her insecurities at the moment. "I am... I.. got a day out to spend with your brother, but that ended a bit prematurely.. Now I am just waiting on the cab to get from across town and take me back to the hospital." her voice was soft as she looked up at he man. Why did he have to be the spitting image of hunter. "why do you even care..."
notes: this sucks.. so badly i am sorry
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