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Post by Braden Eichel on Aug 29, 2007 19:47:32 GMT -5
Feeling a bit happy, Braden. He just wanted to go around town, and you know. Just hang around. Maybe talk to a few girls, and chill with some guys. Though, he doubted in the back of his mind that he'd ever see anyone to talk to. and if he did, they were probably so irresponsible that Braden would never even dream on talking to them. Some people were so different, not that Braden didn't like the way people looked. He wasn't any type of racist, or ect. Just he hated getting himself tied up in problems when he was in such a great mood.
Braden went up to the clerk, and started just talking friendly. "You know, get me whatever you got." Every time Braden came here he said the same thing. And they usually gave him something that cost the most. Though, he never minded it. He really didn't care if people were getting used. Then again, he was the type of person to just hand out money to anyone he saw on the streets. Taking what he got with the price of 13.45$. Braden thanked the clerk, and paid in full. He knew that it would cost more than what he usually got. People were just like that.
He sat back on a bar type seat in front of the counter. Taking Booth would make him feel lonelier. Even though he had a slight smile on his face, and he felt so unhappy. He still had room for loneliness. But he would never show that side of him. He just keep acting like somebody else. No matter how many poser, or wannabee shouts he got. He's just keep on trying at being someone he was not. He hoped someone would stop by and take a seat next to him. Though he hoped it would end up being someone who wasn't totally out of his league. Or someone that you hated so much, or just stank so much, you just had to move again. Though, he would chose the one out of his league any day then to have someone he couldn't stand being next to. |
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