Bros Before...Well.
Jan 28, 2015 16:37:35 GMT -5
Post by Killian Delany on Jan 28, 2015 16:37:35 GMT -5
Killian's day had not been grand. Hell, his week had not been. Shit, his month had sucked. And that would be putting it eloquently. And eloquent was not something Killian was, most days. Poetry was for the birds, he had always believed as much. Killian muttered something unintelligible under his breath, and shoved the remainder of his stale doughnut into his mouth. Jas had, as usual, given him a couple that he had snuck back from work. Killian more than gladly took them off his hands.
"Shit,' he cursed softly to himself as he flopped back onto his bed. "This blows," he complained to no one in particular. He had texted Jas a handful of minutes ago, telling him to come over, until Jas arrived, however, Killian was alone. "I even studied this time!"He huffed and rolled over on his side. "Bloody place can suck my Irish dick," he said under his breath. "I hate it here, fucking hate it." He sighed and shook his head, sat up, and ran a hand through his hair. "Well, whining never helped a soul," he continued, chiding himself into something resembling a better mood. He wasn't entirely sure it worked, but he didn't want Jas to see him too far out of sorts whenever he arrived. Focusing on someone else's problems for a little while seemed like a pleasant enough distraction, and Jas was always good for a distraction.
"Shit,' he cursed softly to himself as he flopped back onto his bed. "This blows," he complained to no one in particular. He had texted Jas a handful of minutes ago, telling him to come over, until Jas arrived, however, Killian was alone. "I even studied this time!"He huffed and rolled over on his side. "Bloody place can suck my Irish dick," he said under his breath. "I hate it here, fucking hate it." He sighed and shook his head, sat up, and ran a hand through his hair. "Well, whining never helped a soul," he continued, chiding himself into something resembling a better mood. He wasn't entirely sure it worked, but he didn't want Jas to see him too far out of sorts whenever he arrived. Focusing on someone else's problems for a little while seemed like a pleasant enough distraction, and Jas was always good for a distraction.
