\\keith\\unconscious.love ?!

[&&.matthew daskon.]

Slightly panting from effort, a tall dark-haired boy carried the unconscious form of another in his arms. The whole scene would have looked unbelievingly bizarre to any passer-by. The truth was, Matthew Daskon was carrying his friend, Keith Gray, into his dormitory. Keith had passed out, from not eating, and Matt had had to carry him all the way through the student flats. Thank God I didn't see anyone. He scanned every door, until finally, he came to the right door:

DORMITORY NO. 40
KEITH GRAY.

He was glad to find the door unlocked, and pushed in. Carefully, the jock set Keith down on the huge bed, and wondered what to do next. Matthew decided that the only thing to do would be to wait until the other year nine woke up; so, he settled himself on the sofa, and waited for the other year nine to arouse from his faint.

148 words;; great muse;; keith gray only;;

[*/ keith gray]

so what if you can see

the darkest side of me

no one will ever change this animal i have become !

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C E C I L !
he lifted up his head when someone opened the door. who...? the husky stood up, almost hitting his head on the wall beside him. he looked up, seeing his owner on the bed. the canine blinked, standing on his back legs and putting his paws on the bed. cecil quickly patted his owner's arm with his paw, noticing that he was asleep, before growling quietly and jumping up onto the bed. he blinked, catching sight of someone else. immediately the dog barked at him, as if to say, hey! keith's dog was a rather friendly one, so he quickly jumped off the bed and ran across the large expanse of space there was between the bed and the sofa, managing to give himself enough power to jump over the back of the sofa and settle beside the dark haired person. who was he, anyway? why was he in the room? the unanswered questions would have to wait. cecil barked at matt, wagging his tail, not noticing that his blonde haired owner shifted slightly on the bed.

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WORDS} one hundred and seventy six.
NOTES} cecil x3

[&&.matthew daskon.]

The sudden bark of the dog made Matt jump slightly, but he soon relaxed, seeing the dog’s wagging tail. Gently, he ran his hand along the dog’s furry back, stroking it. “You must be Keith’s dog, then. He’ll be okay, I promise,” he comforted. It seemed weird, comforting a dog. Matthew blinked. The year nine glanced over at the bed, still rythmitically stroking the dog’s scruff, and saw Keith shift slightly on the bed. Making sure he didn’t disturb Cecil, the jock got up and slowly walked to the bed. “Keith?” he murmured softly.

91 words;; good muse;; cecil! xD

[*/ keith gray]

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C E C I L !
as the dark haired person stroked his back, cecil licked the person's hand. he could come to like this person. a lot. the siberian husky licked the person's hand again before sat up even more, liking the attention. but then, the dark haired person had stood up and went over by the bed. the dog blinked a few times before shrugging and lying all the way across the sofa, on his bag and waving his legs in the air. what was up with his master, anyway?

K E I T H !
he shifted again, moving his head. the blonde could almost hear matt, but he was still half unconscious. after a minute of just lying there, keith's eyes opened slowly, and he groaned quietly, shifting a bit. with eyes of turquoise blue the jock caught sight of matt, and he blinked slowly, tempted to sit up but feeling too tired to do so. "did i leave the door unlocked again...?" he thought aloud, moving slightly on the bed again before sitting up slightly, lifting up a hand and rubbing the faint graze on his cheek, wincing slightly in pain.

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NOTES} cheeseee.

[&&.matthew daskon.]

“Yeah, you did.” Matthew chuckled and sat on the edge of the bed, careful not to jolt it; he guessed that Keith had a headache, at the very least. “How’re you feeling, Keith?” he asked, clicking his fingers for the dog to come over. “I’m sure not feeling too good, I had to carry you all the way up those stairs. Thank God I didn’t see anyone, that would have been awkward to explain.” The dark-haired jock chuckled slightly, and turned to his friend. “After this, will you eat a bit more often?” His tone was light, but his words were serious.

102 words;; good muse;; swisssss cheeeseeee.

[*/ keith gray]

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keith frowned a bit. what, was he forgetting to lock his dormitory door now? when matt chuckled, keith let a small laughing smile come onto his face, which faded after a moment when the other jock's tone turned to a more serious one. "i'll probably forget... i always need someone to actually force me to eat..." the blonde blinked slowly, whistling quietly for his dog to jump onto his bed, so cecil did. keith cuddled his siberian husky when he sat beside him before looking at matt. "i might remember more often, though. my horse can probably feel how light i am and maybe throw his feed bucket at me..." that's happened before... i'm glad it hit my shoulder and not my head, keith thought as he layed back down on the bed, cecil sitting beside him.

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NOTES} amo il formaggio! xD

[&&.matthew daskon.]

“Well, I could remind you as well,” Matthew said, his tone light again, glancing around the room. “Jeez, Keith, this is some dorm. Who paid for all of this?” He thought of his own dormitory, simple – not to mention messy – and smirked. This place sure beats the heck outta my place. Turning back to Keith, he said, “So you have a horse? In which stable?” He could practically feel the small talk withering and dying; he knew that, soon, what had happened at the fountain would soon have to be talked about, whether they wanted to or not.

99 words;; good muse;; i agree with matt’s last sentence, they have to talk about it x3

[*/ keith gray]

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i might have to give him my mobile number, so he can call me to remind me... keith thought, narrowing his eyes slightly at the ceiling, almost missing matt's question about his dormitory. i'll answer that later... the blonde jock flicked his dog's nose, earning a playful glare from the canine, before looking at matt. "stall twenty five, last one in the yard," the year nine answered, blinking a few times. there wasn't much to say. they were friends and knew a bit about eachother, but not a lot, though they'd soon know a lot more about eachother, but... their subject might soon drag out earlier to that... accidental kiss.

was it accidental?

keith shut his eyes for a moment, before opening them again. "about the dormitory... i'm an only child, and an orphan, so i got all my family's money... and my dad worked in the army, so there's a lot of money there..." pause, straining to remember something, "oh, and according to julia, my main carer at the orphanage, my mother was a journalist... and then, the orphanage has quite a bit of money to spare," the thirteen year old sat up slowly, willing himself to not fall backwards as he fixed his eyes properly on matt.

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NOTES} i agree. xD also, wouldn't matt notice keith's eye colour changing a lot? then again, he might be one of those dudes who don't care... or maybe think "VAMPIRE!!!!!!!11111" xDD

[&&.matthew daskon.]

“You’re... an orphan?” Matthew hadn’t known that. He blinked, and leant against the post of the bed, deciding not to mention anything else about Keith’s family – he guessed it was a rather sore subject. The dark-haired jock had family, but he rarely spoke about them, since he never saw them. Turning to Keith, he ran a hand through his hair nervously, and said, “Uh, Keith... about that... back at the fountain...” Matt didn’t have to finish that sentence; the other jock would know exactly what he meant.

88 words;; good muse;; awwwwkwaaaaarrrddd :3 and matthew will probably notice, but have the sense not to mention it. why do they change, again?

[*/ keith gray]

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keith nodded slightly in response, ducking his head down but delaying it enough to see matt lean against the bed post. the jock bit his lip, glancing to the side. the shadows weren't dancing today. why not? then, he heard a nervous tone from matt, and keith immediately made sure that his head was down. he could feel his cheeks warming up ever so slightly, and he could almost sense that he was blushing because of that. "what 'bout it...?" i swear, i didn't know what came over me! the blonde teen felt his dog's gaze on him, and then felt his dog's extremely wet nose on his cheek. cold cold coldd!! the jock jumped away from his dog a bit, focusing his gaze on matt properly.

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NOTES} keith was born with colour changing eyes. they just change randomly. for no raisinnn xDD