Weekend of A-trap-tion (Abby)
Apr 13, 2009 21:15:00 GMT -5
Post by Oliver Stone on Apr 13, 2009 21:15:00 GMT -5
Running was something Oliver found himself doing a lot more often now that he had a lot on his mind. At least he’d gotten one thing off his mind. The whole Felicia thing, which hadn’t really bothered him until he figured out he never really liked her for more than her body. Which was typical for most guys, but it hadn’t been good enough for Oliver. Sure, Felicia was feisty, and hot, especially when she was feisty, but that’d gotten old after a while and what he needed was substance. Something opposite of what he’d thought he wanted. Someone like Abigail…just not her she was always angry at him. And then there was Kimmy…ho as he’d discovered recently, was his sister. Which of course made him feel a bit odd, but overall he wasn’t that opposed to having a sibling. He’d just wished he hadn’t found out the way he had, and that he could talk to Kimmy. Of course he could understand her anger, but they both had a mutual enemy in their father. And Oliver somewhat with his mother. Because she should have told him what she knew, but she didn’t, making her just as guilty as his father.
After his run Oliver had gone back to his dorm and took a long shower to clear his thoughts and his worries, which worked for a while, the warm water acting as a mind number. Water droplets cascading down his sweaty body, washing away the sweat and tenseness as well as his thoughts and worries. Though when he got out it began again. Only his time of Abby. Though his IM going off kept his attention and stopped his thoughts of much else. The fact that it was Jillian made it better and when she suggested he meet her he immediately got dressed. Though admittedly he found the film room suggestion a tad odd, he walked there anyway trusting that he’d have a good time just because of who he was hanging with. Though when he got there and saw Abigail working with her camera, he leaned against the door frame before walking in as quietly as he possibly could. He watched her for a bit head cocked to the left as he rubbed his chin. Though, when he got bored, he cleared his throat for acknowledgement. “Do you know where Jillian is?“ he asked, finding it a tad odd that Jill hadn’t mentioned Abigail but shrugging it off.
After his run Oliver had gone back to his dorm and took a long shower to clear his thoughts and his worries, which worked for a while, the warm water acting as a mind number. Water droplets cascading down his sweaty body, washing away the sweat and tenseness as well as his thoughts and worries. Though when he got out it began again. Only his time of Abby. Though his IM going off kept his attention and stopped his thoughts of much else. The fact that it was Jillian made it better and when she suggested he meet her he immediately got dressed. Though admittedly he found the film room suggestion a tad odd, he walked there anyway trusting that he’d have a good time just because of who he was hanging with. Though when he got there and saw Abigail working with her camera, he leaned against the door frame before walking in as quietly as he possibly could. He watched her for a bit head cocked to the left as he rubbed his chin. Though, when he got bored, he cleared his throat for acknowledgement. “Do you know where Jillian is?“ he asked, finding it a tad odd that Jill hadn’t mentioned Abigail but shrugging it off.