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Who: Tobias [
tobianass], Norah [
lalala_liarliar]
Where: Tobias' room; room 666
When:AFTER THIS POST OF EPIC WTFERY. Somewhere around midnight, after Valentine's Day.
Rating: ...PG?
Warnings: Emo, fluff, psychotic little girls and BPD teenagers. Need I say more?
Status: In-Progressand will probably stay that way, LOL. D:
If there was one thing Tobias knew for fact, it was this:
Valentine's Day had a penchant for sucking. A lot.
Oh, how fucking pathetic, Tobias.
Still, here he is, sitting on his bed and just staring at the door (did she even use the door anymore? Probably not) because sis said she was coming. And, either way, he still had to give her his gift (which was stupid and utterly pathetic now that he thought about it, because, oh, that's how everything he did for his sister these days was), so maybe it's a good thing, but then, at the same time... Fuck.
He's such a horrible big brother, isn't he? It's meant to be the other way around. Guy goes to girl to giver her his gift? Big brother goes to little sister to give her a big hug instead of sitting on his bed and twiddling his thumbs like a moron?
Well, of course it is.
"I... Need to stop doing that." He mutters to himself, laying back on the bed and noting, with a little bit of what could be called amusement, that he really is talking to himself now.
...Hah. His sister really needed to get here. Like, now.
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Where: Tobias' room; room 666
When:
Rating: ...PG?
Warnings: Emo, fluff, psychotic little girls and BPD teenagers. Need I say more?
Status: In-Progress
If there was one thing Tobias knew for fact, it was this:
Valentine's Day had a penchant for sucking. A lot.
Oh, how fucking pathetic, Tobias.
Still, here he is, sitting on his bed and just staring at the door (did she even use the door anymore? Probably not) because sis said she was coming. And, either way, he still had to give her his gift (which was stupid and utterly pathetic now that he thought about it, because, oh, that's how everything he did for his sister these days was), so maybe it's a good thing, but then, at the same time... Fuck.
He's such a horrible big brother, isn't he? It's meant to be the other way around. Guy goes to girl to giver her his gift? Big brother goes to little sister to give her a big hug instead of sitting on his bed and twiddling his thumbs like a moron?
Well, of course it is.
"I... Need to stop doing that." He mutters to himself, laying back on the bed and noting, with a little bit of what could be called amusement, that he really is talking to himself now.
...Hah. His sister really needed to get here. Like, now.
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Date: 2009-02-16 08:47 am (UTC)He pulls open his nightstand's drawer and pulls out a somewhat lumpy, badly gift wrapped rectangle that looks like a five year old got their hands on it. But, oh well, this has never been Tobias' forte, and it's the thought that counts, right?
...Right.
"Alright, sis." He starts, smiling and holding the gift right in front of her face. "You can open your eyes now."
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Date: 2009-02-18 04:30 am (UTC)She hears him open the door and oh, it's really hard not to at least take her hands off her eyes. Norah can't help it, she's always had a natural curiosity since forever. Nobody even has to tell her anything and she doesn't even have to see anything, she already knows she'll be happy with the gift.
After all, in her eyes, her big brother could do no wrong.
"I can!?" She takes her hands off her eyes, which were currently shining like she had just seen 20 gifts under a Christmas tree. It was odd though, Norah's eyes always seemed to shine with something, whether it was happiness or something else entirely. "Big brother!" And she almost hugs him--
But she's opening that gift instead, not even noticing how messy it was wrapped.