Lazy Days (Christian)

[ADAM GREGORY HADLEY]

( SO MUCH TO DO , SO MUCH TO SEE )

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Adam's alarm clock went off at eight o'clock that morning and instead of rolling himself out of bed and rushing to reach the bathroom so he could get out of the apartment before his roommate he had rolled himself over, slammed his hand down on the snooze button before turning off the alarm completely. He had woken up about an hour earlier feeling less than well enough to go to his classes and now, an hour later, at the sound of his alarm a flash of annoyance had passed through him. Adam closed his dark brown eyes again and listened to his roommate move about, getting ready for his own day, and Adam wondered if he had classes today. Okay, so maybe he didn't know his own roommate's school schedule and what-not; he lived with the guy, he wasn't his mother. His mouth opened in a long, yet rather silent, yawn and it didn't take too long before Adam was falling asleep, his arms and legs spread wide and taking up every inch of his bed.

When he awoke again it was thanks to some douche bag who decided to honk his horn outside the apartment complex. Bleary eyed, Adam looked at his clock and raised an eyebrow, noting that it was now eleven o'clock in the morning and he had officially missed his chemistry class and his math class. Wonderful, he thought, pushing the blankets away from him and grabbing a random shirt from off his bedroom floor, throwing it on while he turned on the laptop sitting on a small desk. While waiting for it to load and wake up completely Adam grabbed his bag from the floor and dropped it on his bed, grabbing one of his books and a notebook and pen from inside the messenger bag. Both his chemistry and math book were huge, which was rather ridiculous, and he was only grabbing one. Whichever he grabbed would be the first class he worked on for the day. Even in the dark Adam could find his way around his bedroom, but the blue glow coming from his computer helped considerably and he pulled out his chem book, plopping it on his bed.

His first job was to e-mail his teachers and tell them that he "was sick" and therefore he couldn't make it into class today. Lucky for him everything was straight forward today. Lectures and no labs or tests. Next was to put his phone into the pockets of his pajamas and take his school book, notebook, and pen into the front room. The smell of coffee drew his attention to the kitchen and Adam dropped his crap onto the couch before going in and pouring himself a cup, drinking it straight black as he went back to the couch and turning on the tv. It was on the discovery channel and he laughed, wondering if it had been him or his roommate who had watched the tv last, but right now they were talking about the end of the world so Adam left it on. He didn't believe they were all going to die anytime soon, but it was interesting to hear their theories and it was something he could half listen to as he worked.

Adam had only got a couple pages into his notes when his cell phone rang and just from the ring tone he knew it was his mom. A smile came to his face as he placed the phone to his ear, "hey mom." His mother had cancer and this time the doctor's weren't sure if the treatments were going to work, but it was a rule that neither of them were allowed to mention it during their conversations unless necessary. He couldn't tell you how long he sat there, feet up on the coffee table and his heavy chem book sitting in his lap while his phone was glued to his ear. His mother started talking about her schedule and that she probably should start getting ready when Adam heard a key turn in the lock. He looked up as the door opened, revealing his roommate as Christian walked inside. "Yeah mom, I'll call you tomorrow to see how things went. Bye."

Adam waited until he heard the click on the other line before hanging up and slipping his phone back into his pocket, "school over already? Or did you work? I don't remember your schedule," he asked, taking a sip of his now cold coffee.

TAGGED:: Panda (Christian)
WORDS:: 7-4-9 (ha...bet the next one won't be that long xD)
OUTFIT:: HERE!!!
NOTES:: Sorry about the slight god-modding at the end with you walking in.

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[CHRISTIAN MICHAEL STERLING]

I'VE ALWAYS BEEN ONE TO SPEAK MY MIND
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Christian groaned as he stepped into the mini mart, the quick change of temperature from inside to out was comfortable yet uncomfortable. After enjoying an actual breakfast for once, he found himself sitting at the park for a few minutes. Just thinking. Normally, Christian would be busing himself with his cars, or class things he had to go through. There he sat, thinking about the shop down in Arizona; hoping it was still open and in business since he left it those years ago. Pulling out his phone, he went through the contacts, stumbling upon the number to the shop. But he never pushed the call button. He did once, but the conversation didn't last long as they were busy. at least that was a good sign.

Back to the present time, Christian strolled down the isles, trying to find something random. He figured Adam missed his classes today since he slept in, so he figured he'd be nice to the short guy for once as he found Fun Dip on sale, and bought a whole flipping' box. Of course, he would mess with his slacker roommate before actually giving it to the poor fella. With that he also grabbed some soda for himself and some milk since Christian used all of it for cereal he had to eat for what seemed to be for endless days. Walking to a cash register, Christian set everything on the small counter they had. Flipping open his wallet, he flipped through the small amount of bills and paid the man at the front, slinging the bags and milk off the other side, swinging them back and forth for the hell of it as he headed out and back to the decently-sized apartment he shared with Adam and his dog.

Now, making it up the stairs of the complex, Christian gripped the milk and bag in one hand as he fumbled with the keys to actually get into the apartment. Only to be met with an onslaught of questions, School over already? Or did you work? I don't remember your schedule." Adam asked question after question, earning him a raised 'brow from Christian. "What are you my sister?"

[/color] He retorted before setting the items on the counter, although he did left the door open, he shifted through the bag to pull out the Fun Dip, smirking; he sauntered over in front of the open door and waved the candy in Adam's view, "I guess I can go return this can't I?"[/color] He messed with his roommate, watching as his eyes went huge at the site of the big box of Fun Dip he was basically addicted to.[/blockquote]

TAGGED:: Adam/Maria
WORDS:: 443, sorry for the shortness
OUTFIT::Peek-a-boo
NOTES:: Ta-dar, sorry if it sucked.[/blockquote]

* - - - and you find a new reality

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[ADAM GREGORY HADLEY]

( SO MUCH TO DO , SO MUCH TO SEE )

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Adam dropped his cell phone onto the couch next to him after he hung it up, part of him waiting for his roommate and best friend to call him a momma's boy. It was an ongoing joke between him and all of Adam's friend since nine times out of ten, if the California native was on the phone it was with his mother. None of them knew about his mother's cancer and if they did then Adam knew the teasing would stop, but he wasn't entirely sure that he wanted it to stop. Sure it got annoying, especially on those days that his mother sounded upset, but at the same time it made him feel normal and like nothing was different in his life compared to the others. Besides, Adam would rather deal with the constant teasing than the sympathy that would come with his friends knowing about his mother's cancer. He figured he would tell Christian sooner or later about it, probably later rather than sooner, but he'd be one of the only ones. His brows furrowed slightly when nothing about him being a mama's boy came from his roommates mouth, but he didn't mention it, too intent on seeing what Christian had bought at the mini-mart.

"What are you my sister?" Adam looked down at himself and grabbed his chest, "no, I'm pretty sure these aren't boobs," he said, dropping his hands back into his open chemistry book, leaning back and tilting his head. Christian had left the apartment door open and his brown eyes shifted toward the visible hallway as someone walked past. Said person happened to be a girl and her curiosity obviously grabbed a hold as she peered into the open apartment and Adam gave her a smile and waved. She looked away quickly and Adam shrugged, his attention diverted as his giant of a roommate stepped back to the door. Adam couldn't be considered short at the height of six feet, but Christian was four inches taller than himself and happened to be ridiculously tall. Yawning, Adam set his chem book onto the table and stood, stretching his arms over his head, "so bigfoot, are you going to shut the door or let all of our neighbors see the inside of our apartment?"

Adam blinked when the Fun Dip was waved around, "I guess I can go return this can't I?" Dark brown eyes widened suddenly and he shook his head. He knew his roommate well enough to know that he wouldn't have bought that much unless it was on sale, which meant that Adam would probably be taking a trip to the mini-mart later on to stock up on the delicious treat. If he had actually taken a minute to think about it then Adam probably would have realized that Christian wouldn't have returned the candy anyway, but the only thing going on his brain was Fun Dip...and he wanted it. "Or you could just...you know...give it to me," he said, sticking his hands in his pockets nonchalantly and pretending that there wasn't already a plan going on in his head. Having never done any sports Adam wasn't really a physical guy, but he was relatively fast and he suddenly made a quick dash for the Fun Dip, reaching out for the box.

TAGGED:: Panda (Christian)
WORDS:: 5-5-0 (bullshit >.< it so felt longer than that!)
OUTFIT:: HERE!!!
NOTES:: Yeah...it just kinda ended...mehr

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[CHRISTIAN MICHAEL STERLING]

I'VE ALWAYS BEEN ONE TO SPEAK MY MIND
strove against the stream
{ T A K E O N T H E S Y S T E M O R L E A V E I T B E H I N D }

”No, I’m pretty sure these aren’t boobs.” His roommate spoke, grabbing his chest in the process; earning a raised eyebrow and a shake of the head from Christian, as he put the milk away in the fridge so he didn’t have to go buy some more later that day. ”Hey you never know. You might be one of those…” He stopped, looked at Adam, and shook his head, ”Never mind.” He said, turning his attention to the door he left open as another random attendant of the building popped her head in to see what was going on. Christian rolled his eyes as she skittered away, some people just couldn’t help looking into an open door or something if they hear noises these days. It was quite annoying most of the time. As he moved towards the door, hiding the Fun Dip on the other side of his body, he took a hold of the door knob as Adam piped up again, ”So bigfoot, are you going to shut the door or let all of our neighbors see inside of our apartment?” He questioned, damn that boy had a lot of questions, and he was supposed to be the “genius.” Ha, yeah right. But Christian shrugged waiting for the right moment to make fun of his roommate. That’s right, the wheels in Christian’s mind were already turning to make this morning interesting for himself.”Nah, I was thinking of leaving the door open to let everyone watch you as you sit there with a silly look on your face, Slacker.” Christian spoke sarcastically at his roommate, ”My hands were full gimme a break.”

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Christian smirked evilly as his roommate’s eyes got wide after seeing the big box of Fun Dip, Christian so generously bought for him. By the look on his face, he could tell Adam was thinking of spending most of his money on the candy later today, but it was fun to tease him now before he lost the chance for today. ”Or you could just…you know…give it to me,” Adam shifted around as he spoke, and Christian knew what that meant, he had a plan forming too. But it was too bad as Christian’s plan was far better, and had the chance of actually working. ”Or I could just hide it from you and watch you tear the place up to find it…Or give it to some hobo on the street or something. Or return it, I bet the lady at the mini-mart would care.” Christian taunted the other male. But he did not expect Adam to launch himself at Christian, in hopes to make a mad dash for the candy. Sliding to the side, Christian lifted the box so it was just out of reach for the six foot man, since Christian was six foot four, he had a better height reach anyways. And he watched Adam slip on his footing and tumble out the door, hitting the opposite wall.

Quickly, Christian shut the door, but left a little bit open so he could watch his clumsy roommate, and also taunt him some more. ”Ah-ah-ah. Now that’s not very nice to do when I so willingly bought this for you out of my own money.” Christian chuckled as he spoke watching his roommate closely for any sign of quick movement from the man. He might not be athletic, but damn that boy could be quick. Luckily he had the door, open just enough, to where he could shut it quickly to lock Adam out, until he decided to let him back in.
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TAGGED:: Adam/Maria
WORDS:: 595
OUTFIT::Peek-a-boo
NOTES:: Hehehe[/blockquote]

* - - - and you find a new reality

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[ADAM GREGORY HADLEY]

( SO MUCH TO DO , SO MUCH TO SEE )

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Anyone who kinda sorta knew Adam would say that partying was his vice. But anyone who really knew Adam would say it was sugar, and they would be right. So now that this was established, it made perfect sense as to why the college student was now childishly lunging at his roommate and best friend to try to get to the box of Fun Dip. The blonde had a sense that Christian would move out of the way, bring the box just a little more out of his reach, and then laugh when he fell on his face. What he didn't account for was the still open door and the fact his roommate was standing right in front of it. Christian stepped off to the side and Adam tried to catch himself on the door frame, but his fingers slipped and he found himself heading straight into the hallway.

Coordination wasn't something that Adam really had and he managed to trip over his own feet and somehow found himself slammed against the opposite wall. His back was to it, which was nice since he didn't want to hurt his poor nose, and he watched as Christian suddenly closed the door. It wasn't closed all the way and he could see his roommate's foot through the small gap. ”Ah-ah-ah. Now that’s not very nice to do when I so willingly bought this for you out of my own money.” Adam rolled his eyes and stood up, looking around the hallway real quick before going to the door. "The least you can do is let me in before taunting me with it," the blonde said in a pleading voice. A throat was cleared behind him and Adam turned his head.

There was an old woman standing in the hallway, old enough to be his great grandmother from the looks of her, and he gave a nervous chuckle. "Are you having couple problems?" Adam choked on his breath and gave a harsh cough, shaking his head at the same, "uh no, no its nothing like that." Now that he was looking at her full on Adam recognized her as someone who lived a couple doors down. In fact he had helped her carry grocery bags from her car a few days ago and he knew for a fact that she knew he had a roommate. Oh god...she thinks I'm gay, Adam thought quickly. "If you say so sweetie," she told him, giving him a wink.

He waited until she was further down the hall before pressing his shoulder against the door hard enough to open it a few more inches, which was all he needed. Being scrawny had its upsides and Adam managed to slip through an impossibly sized crack in the doorway. He would have pushed it open further if he could have, but unfortunately strength wasn't something that he had a whole lot of and Adam definitely didn't have enough to shove Bigfoot out of the way of the door. Closing the door Adam gave Christian a frustrated look, "and now little old Elenore thinks we're a gay couple. Now, about that Fun Dip?"

TAGGED:: Panda (Christian)
WORDS:: 5-2-3
OUTFIT:: HERE!!!
NOTES:: Ha...little old ladies

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