Thread: Cured |: DontxBlinkk and Kathria :|

Seriously man, those books are going to be the death of you. If I had a nickle... Really? Going with that again? At least come up with more lines before you talk. Or insult. Whatever you're set on doing in your life. With a sigh, Spencer Dubois raised his eyes from his book to look at the man beside him. With an open book in his hand and a travel coffee in the other, the pair walked through the busy streets of the city, avoiding people, bikers, cars... everything that was prepared to get in their way. Or run them down. It was hard to tell what their plans were some times. All the two knew was that it was dangerous to walk the streets, even on the brightest of days. Connor, please. If you'd like to be my parent, then pay my school bills for me. And make sure to cut the crusts off of my sandwich. It was clear the college student wasn't pleased with his friend at that moment and the man held up his hands in a defensive mode. 'Kay dude. Sorry. The blonde shook his head and began to drop his hands. Just put the coffee down and no one's getting hurt, alright? No reason to threaten. Spencer rolled his eyes and snapped the book shut, tucking it into the pocket of his over jacket as he continued on towards the large park in the area. I apologize. I didn't sleep well again last night. Surprise, surprise. His final words were lightly coated in sarcasm before turning back into what they were before just words with little meaning wrapped up in a deep, soothing voice that had girls running from the hills to hear. And he wasn't bad looking either, with his deep auburn hair, shimmering hazel eyes, firm form, unkept college-boy stubble... and a horrible addiction to caffeine. You bought me a coffee. I'll thank you for that. His friend scoffed and rolled his blue eyes. Yeah, leave it up to you to pick the most expensive place on a college budget. Spencer only smirked, hiding it with a quick sip of his coffee. And why are we in a park exactly? The man took the cup from his lips and shook his head. I'm in a park. You're going to class. You've skipped too many times this week. It's about time you head across that path to the campus. He gestured straight across from them towards a large building that had been turned into one of the many homes of college classes. Connor groaned, mocking the man's commands, but continued on even once Spencer had slowed down at a bench. See you later, friend. The blonde returned with a wave of his hand over his shoulder. The auburn haired male raised his cup, watching as the other walked away from him before taking a seat and sighing. Some times going after people was more work than it was worth. He was up almost half the night, making sure things were in place to renew the spell, actually renewing the spell, all before finally crashing into his bed, only to be caught up in that same spell just as his victim was as well. He didn't know her name, one of the catches, but he had seen her once or twice in a dream, taking it as a sign of sorts. She was attractive, that was for sure, and far different than what he was expecting from other women he had met in the city. And to top it all off, he knew she lived in the city. Don't ask how, he just had the feeling. Maybe on the outside... inside... he didn't know. He wasn't a stalker after all. He was just in a park where he thought she might come that day... because it's a nice day out and typically everyone went to the park. Saturdays were good for that sort of thing. Only crazy people took classes on Saturday. Well, that would explain Connor... Now Spencer had time to catch up on his reading while he waited for his new friend to arrive. Purple hair would be hard to miss after all.