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"I live in a little farm house, it's basically everything in one big room. My bed, and the kitchen stuff, oh but there's a bathroom too, so I guess that makes it two rooms! It's very cute, but I don't have heating so it gets really cold sometimes. Other then that it's great!" Scooter explained the best he could.
Post by Jordan Hielo on Mar 5, 2012 6:53:08 GMT -5
"Seems interesting...I could try and instal some heating if you'd like?" He grinned, standing up once more. He took off his shirt, throwing it beside the fire and putting a fresh, dry shirt on.
Scooter blushed a bit before sitting beside Jordan on the couch. "It's comfy." Scooter said, laughing nervously. He wasn't sure what else to say. Kyle was still on his mind, bringing him down.
Scooter rested his head on Jordans shoulder. "I don't really know.. I've never had feelings for someone before, so I don't even know what to do anymore. I felt so confident about confessing to him too.."
Post by Jordan Hielo on Mar 5, 2012 19:17:30 GMT -5
Jordan rested his cheek atop the boys head and sighed slightly. "He doesn't seem worth it brother. You mean so much more than this man realizes. He will probably realize his mistake and come back to you. But let it be known, brother, that I will always be here for you. Always."
'Don't cry, I don't like it. Makes me sad.' Hearing those words only made Scooter cry harder. "I'm sorry!" he cried out. He just couldn't seem to stop crying that day. "Y-You're just so kind to me. It makes me h-happy."
Scooter wiped his eyes clean with his free arm. He smiled as he continued to hug Jordan. " I guess it's good I came to stay here for the night, hm? I wouldn't even know what to do if I hadn't run into you."
Scooter nodded his head. "Yeah, I agree. It's much better." he let go of Jordan. "Sorry. So, what should we do? Preferably something that isn't emotional. My head might start hurting soon if I cry anymore."