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by inky. » Tue Mar 13, 2018 2:59 pm
Jonathan noticed that she was leaving and quickly scooped up his stuff, hurrying over to her. She started off, and she had made it out the door. But he darted forward and grabbed her elbow. Pulling himself closer, he brought her to the side. “What’s wrong?” He asked quietly, about an inch away from her body “I know that look.”
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by inky. » Tue Mar 13, 2018 3:31 pm
Jonathan felt anger spark within him. He clenched his jaw and balled his fists. He squeezed her arm slightly before huffing out a puff of air. Letting her go, his gaze hardened, brown eyes darkening into a off-black. “Fine.” He said plainly “If that’s how you feel. But you just lost a punching bag for good. Have fun finding a new one.” And with that, he turned around and used his power, blending into the shadows and sneaking away.
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by inky. » Tue Mar 13, 2018 3:50 pm
Johnathan stayed hidden until he reached his dorm. Thankfully, that was his last class of the day. He unlocked the door and slammed it behind him. He didn’t share a room with anyone. In fact, he had never known an assassin who did. He stopped in the middle of the room, letting his bag drop to the floor. The hollowness inside his chest was soon filled to the brim with boiling rage. Whipping around, he flung his fist at the wall, cracking it and leaving a dent, not to mention a stain of blood. The walls were laced with a thin layer of drywall but beyond that, it was pure brick and cement blocks. Looking at his bloodied fist, he growled. The first girl that had even shown interest in him in 2 years up and left. ‘I didn’t need her anyways.’ He told himself, knowing it was a lie. Slapping his face he shook away the feeling. Sighing, he flopped back into his bed, one leg hanging off, and stared blankly at the ceiling.
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by inky. » Tue Mar 13, 2018 4:01 pm
He layed his throbbing hand on his chest, trying to ignore the persistent pain. He probably cracked a knuckle. Oh well. It was worth it. Ever since he was little, he had an uncontrollable temper. So, his mother bought him a bean bag to beat up when he got mad. He sighed deeply and closed his eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep.
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