In Times of Confusion (Dominique)

[Declyn O'Callahan]

Declyn was sorta freaking out a bit. Again. As if he hadn't been losing it since the day Cam called it quits. And here he found the boy causing him more insanity than what he was ready for. If only it had been just some painful dream, at least then he could brush it off and not have to worry about anything. But it had been his reality and now here he was, confused as ever about what things were going to be like between them now.

Questions had filled his mind since that night and he couldn't quite get them to go away. Why did Cameron have to come back? Why had he spent the night with him? What about Chester? Did he want to get back together? Did he really mean it when he said he missed him? Did he still have feelings for Chester? All of it was just piling one on top of the other and he was slowly getting more insane with each question that plagued his mind. What was he supposed to do about this? He didn't have it in him to deny Cameron, he still loved him far too much for that.

In times of confusion, people often went to family or friends. Seeing as how Odion was not the hugest fan of Cameron and they were finally on good terms, he didn't want to screw that up. So Odion was out. Though he had talked to the telekinetic and bonded with him, Lani wasn't close enough to be considered a friend and he also was a little cautious about trusting the blonde. Really it was times like this that he realized he had very few friends. He was an out-going person when he didn't have so much stress on him, yet that was all this year had been. He was still working his way through all of it.

So he thought of one last person that though he pretty much just used for hookups, had grown rather fond of as far as friendship went. Dominique wasn't quite a Cameron fan either, but at least he wasn't so harsh about it as Odion. And if he made Dom mad enough about the whole Cameron thing, it was losing a friend, not his brother. He had no intention of it getting out of hand though, so he sat at the cafe and waited for the flash of white-blonde hair to come walking through the door.

[Dominique Chevalier]

Dom had been a little surprised to get a message from Dec asking to hang out. Not that he didn't enjoy the company, it was more that it was still light outside, and their friendship had been that was more suited to late nights. Despite not graduating that year, Dom had stayed in touch with Declyn and so had witnessed (and been a part of) the rather impressive crash that had followed the breakup with Cameron. There had been alcohol, and that had, more then once or twice, lead back to one room or another. That wasn't on the cards if they were meeting in a cafe... Still, it was an excuse to get out of the school and Dom was more then happy to take it.

He wasn't avoiding anyone or anything like that, he just didn't like being in the school grounds, ok? Ok.

Wrinkling his nose at the name of the place (Kafe? Was that supposed to be cute?), Dom pushed open the door and scanned the sea of heads until he spotted the familiar one. Raising a hand, the terrakenetic pulled out the chair opposite Declyn with one foot and promptly sank into it. One elbow on the table, his hand propped on his chin, Dom offered a slight smile. "Afternoon," he said. "How's the real world treating you?"

Lucky bastard.

[Declyn O'Callahan]

Declyn didn't really like the whole real world thing. Not that he was off doing anything great with his life anyway. He was unemployed and had to borrow money from his parents to have a place to live. Yeah, that was really something he was proud of. Maybe instead of sulking for the last few months of school, he should have been paying more attention to his future plans. But no, instead he whined and bitched about Cameron and got shit-faced every second of the day so he could do dumb shit and not remember it.

All of that passed through his mind after the blonde simply asked how the real would was treating him. To be honest, he had no intention of saying any of that though. Why would he? Dom didn't need to know how poorly he saw himself. It was an unattractive quality and that was the last thing he needed to be throwing out there.

Instead the Irishman just shrugged, "It's been rather boring I must admit. How was your trip? Just got back didn't you?" Declyn tried keeping up with the world around him enough to know these things, but sometimes it just slipped right through the cracks. He couldn't keep up with much of anything really. Not his brother or his friends, he was just a complete wreck as far as that went.

[Dominique Chevalier]

Honestly, Dom couldn't remember much of the holiday he'd had in France. Bender was the word Americans used to describe it. There had been alcohol, and other things in powder and pills, and dancing and... possibly twin girls from Japan who they'd... danced with. "It was exceptional," he said honestly. "Hazy. We slept for two days straight when we got back." He chuckled quietly at the very foggy memories and shook his head. "It was a good release, I think."

Neither of the twins had been exactly excited at the idea of going back to school.

'But," Dom said, leaning forward on his elbows, "boredom doesn't sound good." The corner of his mouth flicked up as his eyes dropped and rose again slowly. "I can help with that. You can show me your tattoo again, maybe."

[Declyn O'Callahan]

Declyn was a little envious of the blonde and his twin. They both seemed to live life to the fullest in everything they did, and here was Dec, whining and being mopey because his ex screwed with his mind just like everyone said he would. Maybe he was hanging with the wrong crowd and he should get better acquainted with Dom's twin (though maybe not in the same way that he was with Dom). He needed to get back out there and enjoy life more because he was finding himself pretty pathetic lately with as often as he spent his time alone and away from everyone else. Honestly, Dom was one of the only people he'd bothered hanging out with.

And occasionally his brother and his brother's...issue (Lani).

"Sounds like a good time to me, I'm glad you enjoyed yourself," At least someone was having a good time. Gosh he needed to stop with the pity party he kept throwing himself. It was all Cameron's fault though. Why did he have to come back and screw with his mind more just to disappear again? It wasn't fair. Love? Bull shit. "And no boredom isn't all that great," He smirked faintly at the implication behind Dominique's words and rubbed the back of his neck. "Maybe when we're not in a public setting. How's Hammel life treating you? Your last year correct?" He had no doubt that Dom would enjoy life outside of Hammel far more than Declyn was at the moment.

Unemployed and living in a shabby old apartment. Fun stuff.