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Talking to: @Smoaki Rick had used the small amount of muscle mass in his arms to pull himself up with Del's help. He may not have known the female at all but he was now in debt to her assistance and help. Rick had sat there and he stood up uneasily, trying to balance himself. Jaime collected...

Rick hadn't been up, not even at 12 in the afternoon. Jaime had lay with the sweet male and she had woken before him. She arose physically and she yawned loudly, hopping into the shower to cleanse. After her pleasing hot shower, she wrapped herself in the black coffin shaped towel she had...

Rick had been desperate to get out of the water, but Jaime was trying with all her might to help him. Rick kicked and pushed to get out, and he finally decided to ask for help. "Fuck!" He yelled and he panicked, as his arms gave in an he slid back under the water. Rick hated big bodies of water...

Rick and Jaime had eaten about twenty six grapes between the both of them. Jaime had walked with Rick downstairs and they placed the dirty plate in the sink. Jaime and Rick had such nice manners. Now Jaime knew Rick wanted and needed his wallet, key and phone. Jaime planned to do yet again...

Rick and Jaime lay comfortably in each others arms. Soon, an hour later Jaime woke up and took Ricky's hand and rubbed small relaxing circles on the back of his hands. "Rick love, let's grab some waters and maybe a snack. I need to get food in your system." Jaime acknowledged and she coaxed...

Rick wasn't able to speak, still breathless from the event. He could only think a few things. He and Jaime had the same thinking process in which they tended to list thoughts by number. Rick was in Jaime Levitski's arms. Safe and sound, no longer hanging from a insanse drop. Rick had been so in...

Jaime had been incredibly grateful for Alex catching Rick. So thankful that she couldn't verbally express it ad planned to try her hardest to do so after she had retrieved her sweet and precious soon to be boyfriend. She knew three things in this moment. One, her knuckles were killing her yet...

Rick's only hope as that no one on the floor of the house and balcony threatened his life any further than the danger he had already thrown himself into. Rick had shallow breaths as the both of the men let go of his leg for a split second and he felt himself begin to fall and then within another...

Rick had yelped softly as he hung over the great drop. If any preferred way he wanted to die, being dropped a good thousand feet or so was not the way. He'd prefer something less painful, something quick or soothing. An overdose on his anti-depressants. Rick had been trying to pull himself up as...

Three men obviously bigger than Rick stood over him, towering him in fact. Rick was already trying his hardest not to look so pathetic yet his eyes screamed 'save me please!' One of them grabbed Rick by his throat and held him over the edge of the balcony. Fuck, this was the end of his life...

Rick began thinking about space and then it suddenly shifted to how people were incredibly weak when confused. Confusiom, if you think deeply about it is the lack of knowledge on multiple subjects. Now, he wasn't saying it was against the law to ponder stupid shit and ask questions. But if you...

Rick was terribly grateful for Satan's blessing of keeping his identity hidden from the egg covered angry female. Rick slid down the wall there to the balcony and picked up his phone yet again. Back to self pity and sinking himself in vodka. Thankfully, when he went downstairs to grab the carton...

Rick had crawled up the staircase and into the bedroom, gently placing the egg carton down on the bed. He hoped and prayed to lord Satan himself that no one had followed him upstairs. He had his back to the door as he faced the bed in front of him. He slowly and gently removed the rubber-band...

Rick had come up with a plan on how to retrieve the eggs without being stopped, stomped upon, questioned or shoved. Well, it was unlikely that his frail shoulders were to go untouched due to the fact that this was a rambunctious party with noisy hormonal teens among those who were insane and...

Rick was thankful to have seen the female leave. At the same time, that was when miserable thoughts seeped in. He wanted to scream, like his old friend Chris. Chris had been a fantastic singer, sweet talker and a strong believer in the fact that you shouldn't pressure personal beliefs onto...

Rick sighed softly, and laughed softly as well. It wasn't an amused laugh, it was laughter in terms of annoyance or disappointment. He shamed himself for even opening his mouth, he could have played it off as if he had been wasted and passed out. He slid the cigarettes from his back pocket and...

Rick opened his eyes more than the sliver he had defaulted them on and glanced up. Now which one would sound better in this situation? A well sarcastic tell off or an apology? Rick wanted to keep himself from trouble considering her high heeled shoes would not feel great when they'd be stabbing...

Rick had stared down from the balcony watching the cars roll in, and then roll out. More people arrived with each car of course. Too many people. He personally knew he shouldn't have been here because he certainly didn't fit in but see, the alcohol was so enticing. He lifted a leg up so his...

Rick had taken his phone out of his back pocket in his black jeans and placed it aside him and opened it up. The passcode was his birthday. He had been in a bit of a zone, staring at the wall. He opened up his music and scrolled till he had found his personal forever playlist titled 'Keep It...

Rick knew for goddamn sure he had been invited on pity points but that didn't mean he wanted to go. He took a little pride his in appearance and tried to look okay. Currently, he wore a nicer pair of his black skinny jeans that hadn't been ripped. He also wore a intricate misfits shirt. It had a...