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Posted: Thu Dec 26, 2013 6:30 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 09, 2014 9:36 pm
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Ⓥιяιℓε • Ⓜσяȶιмεя
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❝ Virile somehow ended up wandering to his shared dorm. He always thought it was odd how he still shared a room with someone at his age, that he wasn't actually romantically involved with- granted he did flirt with Langston on occasion, though it was more of a formality. It was nice having someone else to share space with too, and not being obligated to them in any particular way. He had been roomates with Langston for around a year now, they shared a small kitchenette and a bathroom, but they had their own beds and dressers and desks. Virile did miss his lover, but this was comfortable too. At some point the space was split evenly, Virile's side of the dorm littered with canvasses, but was other wise rather organized. His clothes were always folded neatly away and his completed 3D pieces were always carefully put away on shelves or in boxes. His desk was neat and organized, paint bottles and tubes lined up according to color and type- acrylic, water color, then oil- brushes put in holders according to size. His latest project always sat in the center, propped up on an easel, and on a rare occasion, the easel sat folded and empty. It shocked most people to see a space Virile kept up clean, but he was almost obsessive about keeping his things in order if he they weren't in use. Virile left getting messy to the kitchen area, he wasn't exactly the most clean or charming cook in the world. His food was decent, but he had problems coordinating meals. For a normal dinner he'd probably make an ugly looking side dish and soup which probably had too many potatoes or chicken in it- hence why he was lucky the Cafeteria was decent enough to feed him. Any observer would feel bad for Langston, poor guy didn't deserve all the antics that came with the silk-speaking Virile.
Anyways, the art teacher took off his shoes and socks. He set them beside his bed and paddled into the kitchen, pulling opening one of the few cabinets on the wall to get a snack- chedder and sour cream pringles, which he promptly ate on the floor. The fact that his fingers were getting covered in cheddar deliciousness didnt seem to bother him much.
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『σσȼ : Ahahahh oops』
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Posted: Fri Jan 10, 2014 3:30 pm
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