Post by takumi on Aug 5, 2012 19:32:32 GMT -5
m a y b e i'm a different b r e e d
m a y b e i'm not l i s t e n i n g
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] SO BLAME ON MY A.D.D, BABY ! Takumi had decided to forego the Homecoming dance in favor of attending the after party being held at Baylee Thompson's house. Okay, so maybe that wasn't the entire truth. When Takumi showed up in booty shorts, a neon-colored tee, and furry, monster gloves the staff had turned him down at the door unless he could come in something semi-formal. It wasn't enough to them that he had on pretty fishnet tights and a pair of amazing shoes, no they expected him in a tux. He'd scowled and stomped back to his room to pout until it was time for the after party. He got himself lost in a rousing game of sticking pencils in the ceiling and lost track of time. Though he'd only been sitting around for a few minutes it honestly felt like hours to his ADD-addled brain. He sighed to himself and rolled over on his stomach, peering at the piles of stuff where his roomie usually was. He wasn't too happy with his roommate since she seemed a few colors short of a crayon box. He frowned at the mess before rolling back onto his back and hanging upside from his bed. His dreads and hairfalls brushed the ground as he laid there, trying to do the trick he did as a kid where he'd pretend he was standing in a topsy turvy version of the universe. Where up was down and down was up. Finally his phone buzzed on the bed signaling it was time for him to leave to go to Baylee's party. At the last minute he decided to change his outfit and went with something a little more wild and printed to make a grand entrance. He slipped on his gloves and inserted his cyber goggles on his head before he grabbed his iPod and blared techno and headed downstairs. He danced his way out of the front of the school and down to the car he was riding in with a few other raver/scene kids from the school. The loud music blaring from the speakers was some new techno band out of Russia and had him drumming his fingers and basically dancing in the back seat. By the time they arrived he was eager to get out of the cramped car. Nearly as soon as the Jeep went into park he bolted and headed inside. Sticking his pacifier in his mouth he quickly assimilated to the crowd. As he headed for the living room a cup of punch was put in his hand that smelled heavily of some bitter alcohol. Under normal circumstances he wasn't much of a drinker but peer pressure had him feeling self-conscious that if he didn't drink he wouldn't be accepted. Taking his pacifier out of his mouth he took a heavy swig of the punch and tried not to choke as the burn of something went down his throat and into his stomach. After a bit of saying hello and making his rounds he headed to where a DJ was set up and began to dance, looking completely out of place in his raver garb. 525 WORDS, OPEN, TAG , OUTFIT , TAKUMI IS SUPER KAWAII! /)^o^(\ |
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