Thread: I Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You [KoexTeaboy]

Hayden Fox lived a happy, if slightly boring life. Though the word boring could be replaced with 'routine' if he wanted to be kinder to himself. Having been not long out of college, which worked on the system he got a certain amount of money a week to attend, he didn't have a job yet. So since his final exams his days had nearly always consisted of getting up at around 830 in the morning, showering and by 9 o clock he was usually stepping outside of his apartment building. More often than not he didn't have anywhere to go, but he didn't want to allow himself to become lazy, and besides he had heard somewhere that the best time of day to go for a brisk walk was the morning. He would always take a few coins with him so he would be able to stop in his local 24 hour shop, occasionally treating himself to a glossy music magazine but more likely than not would buy a bottle of summer fruits Oasis. Addicted would by now perhaps be an apt word to describe his like of that drink. He had no idea what real addiction was. The fluffy blonde pulled his red t-shirt off, his curtain just about thick enough to make only a faint siloheutte visible to anybody outside. Yeah, like people stand outside. Thinking back on his day he took off his fairly tight jeans and pulled on pyjama bottoms - it was winter, was his excuse - he gave a small, not so genuine smile remembering the slight change to his schedule. A quick meet up for drinks with his closest three friends, who were going on holiday without him. He couldn't afford it and he wouldn't let the others even dream about not going because of him. Not that they directly said they wouldn't. His way made them look better. He thought of himself as a pretty friendly, generous people. He liked to think he could put other people's happiness before his own and ss far as he could remember, that was true. Rubbing his tired blue eyes he trudged across his bedroom, wondering when the last time he had had some one in his bed with him was. The thought was almost depressing. But Hayden was too happy go lucky for that to happen. The click of the switch as the light went out made him smile, he wondered if the reason nobody had been in bed with him for so long was because he spent so much time indoors. Going to bed at 11 o clock. It made sense. He laughed, he was human sometimes he spoke to himself and such things, and slipped beneath the large duvet of his not so large bed, pulling up to his shoulders and wrapping one of his arms over his chest. His room was not the smallest room of his apartment, it looked more like a teenagers or a student's than anything else though. He had a mirror propped up on his desk, he didn't think he was vain, it was just handy near his wardrobe. Other items on his desk were his iPod, his wallet and a comb and some body lotion. Near his bed was his chest of drawers where he kept his underwear and some of his shirts as well as more 'random' things like tissues. Even though he had all the room of the bed, he took up not very much of it, he loved his bed, he loved falling asleep. Jesus, no wonder you're single, Hayd. He put a hand to his face, taking it in good jest and stretching one leg out and letting his hand start to slip from his face onto his pillow as he began to fall asleep.