Post by ode on Feb 11, 2010 20:42:47 GMT -5
“Deb,” Lennox shook his head at the silly woman he currently called his best friend and pushed her playfully out of his car door. “You are so full of shit.”
“Whatever, Lennox. There comes a time in everyone’s life when they have to be a fuck up. Your time is coming, homo. Just wait.”
Flicking her off accordingly, Lennox waited for the slammed door before pulling away from the girl’s house and over exactly three blocks to his parents two story. He scrunched his nose up a bit at the murky green color the house was currently painted, a color his mother had insisted on. It looked like moldy-vomit hybrid – not that Lennox would ever tell the woman such a thing. Of course not, he’d never disrespect his mother or her house. Still… it was ugly.
He knew he had better things to do than laze about at home. He had two weeks to go before starting a job near his dad’s firm and one full week before he moved into his own apartment in the city. No more suburbia live for him, he was going to make sure of it. But for now, well, for now he still felt like a kid instead of the twenty two year old man he was and he wanted to enjoy that feeling for awhile. He knew he wouldn’t get something so precious back once he lost it.
Pulling his car up the short driveway, he paused long enough to open the electronic garage door before parking his car inside and closing it once more. Exiting the car, he entered the house and immediately hit the kitchen, his mother’s store bought pastries calling his name and in a bad way.
Or at least they had until he entered the kitchen and promptly fell on his ass. Groaning at his aching bottom, he hollered out, “Thank you for the wet floor, Maria!” despite the fact that he knew it was well past two, which is when the woman went home for the day.
Rising to his feet, he pouted and then realized what he was doing and promptly manned up. Walking up the stairs to his room, he immediately stripped to his boxers, the dampness of his jeans not soaking through to his underwear. Figuring he’s go for comfort since he was planning on messing around at home all day, he went over to the balcony doors and pushed them out to let the breeze in before promptly plopping his ass in front of his TV.
“Whatever, Lennox. There comes a time in everyone’s life when they have to be a fuck up. Your time is coming, homo. Just wait.”
Flicking her off accordingly, Lennox waited for the slammed door before pulling away from the girl’s house and over exactly three blocks to his parents two story. He scrunched his nose up a bit at the murky green color the house was currently painted, a color his mother had insisted on. It looked like moldy-vomit hybrid – not that Lennox would ever tell the woman such a thing. Of course not, he’d never disrespect his mother or her house. Still… it was ugly.
He knew he had better things to do than laze about at home. He had two weeks to go before starting a job near his dad’s firm and one full week before he moved into his own apartment in the city. No more suburbia live for him, he was going to make sure of it. But for now, well, for now he still felt like a kid instead of the twenty two year old man he was and he wanted to enjoy that feeling for awhile. He knew he wouldn’t get something so precious back once he lost it.
Pulling his car up the short driveway, he paused long enough to open the electronic garage door before parking his car inside and closing it once more. Exiting the car, he entered the house and immediately hit the kitchen, his mother’s store bought pastries calling his name and in a bad way.
Or at least they had until he entered the kitchen and promptly fell on his ass. Groaning at his aching bottom, he hollered out, “Thank you for the wet floor, Maria!” despite the fact that he knew it was well past two, which is when the woman went home for the day.
Rising to his feet, he pouted and then realized what he was doing and promptly manned up. Walking up the stairs to his room, he immediately stripped to his boxers, the dampness of his jeans not soaking through to his underwear. Figuring he’s go for comfort since he was planning on messing around at home all day, he went over to the balcony doors and pushed them out to let the breeze in before promptly plopping his ass in front of his TV.
