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Brayden had only met the boss lady a few times. She seemed proud of her work, but he sensed there was a great deal of stress working against her. He nodded his head as she informed him that the situation was already under control and they were awaiting the mother feline to reappear and get...

"Uhm, alright. Sure." The girl seemed a bit awkward, which in turn made Brayden feel awkward. However, she gave him something to do, which was enough. He stepped further into the office, following her lead back to the main head-shack's office. Walking into the room, he took a moment to look it...

Brayden awoke shirtless on the floor of his bedroom in the old wooden, slightly-shanty shack he lived in on his parent's farm. Surrounding him were emptied bottles of alcohol and ashy cigarette butts from the previous night's late company. As the morning sunlight shone through the grimy windows...

Buckle hadn't understood what Sage was talking about. Chances were he didn't want to know. So he didn't ask. Sage exited the apartment, and Buckle reached into his pocket. Obtaining his chrome-skull keyring, he flipped out his Harley Davidson key. Walking out of his assumed room, he locked the...

Buckle felt the tension. He could kick the tension in the ass and have his foot get stuck, it was so dense. He continued to smirk, eyeing the boy up and down. Seeing if he was a threat. After a quick, maybe stupid judgement, his lips lowered into a smaller smile. "Anything going on tonight?"...

Buckle had finished unpacking and was arranging the items in the desks and drawers provided in the small bedroom. He suddenly grinned as the other male occupant continued to speak about his sister. "She's a feisty one, is she?" Buckle looked over at Sage, a small grin on his thin, chapped lips.

Buckle honestly hadn't been listening close enough the first time around. "Mm," he responded to the male's name, feining interest. He didn't hear the complete list of nicknames, either. His ears perked at the end of the male's sentence, condemning the use of those words as forms of insult. "No...

Buckle turned his head over his shoulder slightly, so the man knew he was acknowledged. Buckle assorted all his personal items. He had few clothes; just a few pair of jeans, some shirts. He left his trademark sneakers back at home. The rest of the bag was filled with personal effects. "Buckle...

Buckle glared at the male, his eyebrows bold and slightly creased as he stared. Refusing to respond verbally, he simply nodded his chin up at the male. Walking through the dorm, he eyed up the various rooms and checked for bedrooms. He carried his luggage closely in his hand, wrapping his...

Roarrrrrrr. The loud, thunderous noise of the '66 Electra Glide echoed throughout the county road, leading into the city of New York. Booming metal music poured from the small circular speaker in the motorcycle. The seat-pad jumped and bounced due to the vibrations emitting from the pounding...

((Back people, sorry about that.)) Elroy took a glance around the party. The house was rocking from the music and dancing. He chuckled. There was a shitload of people crammed into the moderate-sized dwelling. He reached beside of him, suddenly taking a hold of Celia's hand. Taking a firm yet...

Elroy smiled as she spoke, only breaking eye contact once to check her out again. He chuckled when she expressed her feeling of being overdressed. That wasn't something overtly hard to do, considering what some of the people were wearing. "You look great, trust me." There was a moment of awkward...

(( :devil: )) It was relatively early in the party but about 3/4th's the county was at the farm. Bonfires were lit, people were already drunk. It was going to be a long night. Elroy had taken down a few drinks but nothing enough to affect him. He carried his red solo cup around as if it were...

((We're continuing on with the party, feel free to join in when ever)). Six o'clock finally rolled around. The rest of the day up until that point had gone without any additional drama. Elroy's brother hadn't returned but that was of no concern. As the sun began to sink below the horizon...

(( Im holding off for now but yeah dont worry if you dont show up at the start, it's going to roll on into the long night.))

(( I may proceed onward with the party soon. youre still all invited to join in at a later time))

((walking dead was amazing last night, holy hell))

((Why not? Its not hard to spread the news, just find kids around the same age and let them know where to be.))

(( Anyone else planning on RPing at this bomb ass party that about to go down?))

Elroy hadn't noticed the phone buzzing in his pocket, he was too concentrated on the scene taking place outside his house. It had caused quite a scene, one that seemed to even attract the attention of the farm livestock. A couple of his brothers were standing around in a circle, whilst Dale was...