Clearly not amused, and suddenly looking very pissed, "Fuck off." He grunted, tossing his cigarette on the ground and snuffing it out with his foot. "Gotta bounce." He picked his bag back up from where he had unknowingly set it, throwing it over his shoulder, and turned to leave the bathroom.
Kaius shrugged and turned back to his phone "if your annoyed or somethings happening at home, RIP some punching bags, that ways helps me." He mumbled and unpaused his music
Letting out a huff and ignoring the comment, stomping out of the room and letting the door slam loudly behind him, the sound echoing into the empty hall as he practically ran down the halls and to the front doors.
Kaius looked up and shrugged. Soon after the bell rang and he went outside to his bike. It was black and green, his favorite colours, and it was fast. He was able to squeeze between 2 cars if need be.
Dexter had long-since begun walking down the sidewalk, heading in the opposite direction of his house. He should go to the mall, maybe get some proper food to eat, for the first time in weeks.
Kaius revved his engine and sped off towards a small cafe. It was a quaint little place that served the best sandwiches. The owner, Hannah Klein, was a sweet 50 year old woman who Kai thought to be a most badass grandma he knew.
Continuing on his way to the mall, by foot, it took about another ten minutes. Might as well listen to music. Plugging his earbuds into his phone, he started blasting Set it Off. Letting his playlist shuffle through, he simply put the phone back in its spot in his jacket pocket and continued walking.
Kai parked his bike and got out. It was on the way to the nearby mall which was probably why it wasn't very popular. He ran a hand through his messy hair and walked inside, smiling
Passing by a small cafe, Dex could tell that he was almost to the mall. The thought shouldn't ahve made him smile, but it did.
Kai laughed loudly and opened the door to the cafe. "Hannah, I'll come by later today to help you out. See ya!" He waved and walked up to his bike, his sandwich pressed between his teeth
Finally having his food, Dexter sat down at one of the many food court tables, stomach practically roaring once he took his seat.
Kaius finished his sandwich and rode all the way to the library
Once he was finished, Dexter let out a shaky sigh and ran his hands through his ebony hair. It was going to be a long, cold night in the treehouse. He should get going, though. Before it gets dark.
Kai parked his bike and headed behind the building, towards the forest
(sorry i wrote something last night but the website had a stroke and deleted it)
Finally reaching the edge of the familiar wood, the sun was already beginning to set. If he was going to make it before dark, he'd better hurry to the semi-warmth of his hand-build treehouse.
(Lmao, that's a mood)
Kai took off his jacket and set it inside a hollowed out tree. Taking a deep breath, he started running.
Dexter had been walking for a while now, and he finally could see the treehouse come into view. Finally.
Kai paused for a minute or two to take a drink of water and to play some music
Jogging the rest of the way, Dexter had become eager with the fading light and cooling air. Climbing the hammered-in planks of wood, Dex pulled a necklace out from under the neckline if his shirt, the end accompanied by a small key. Lifting the key to the generic padlock, he finally lifted the trapdoor. Quickly climbing into his safe space, he closed it back behind him with a clatter. Now standing at his full height, Dex pulled on a metal chain, the room lighting up entirely to reveal the neat area of beanbags and a mini, stained and worn couch, a medium-sized, scraped-up cooler, a short stool sat at a small, knee-level table. There also was a large stack of books next to the couch. Plopping down on the couch and throwing his backpack to the side, the troubled teen let out a sigh of content and rested his eyes as he splayed himself along the couch in a comfortable position.
Kai took out his head phones and and put the volume up all the way. He continued jogging, all the way to the abandoned treehouse he saw a few days ago.
Dexter picked up one of his old, ratty books from the pile closest to him, immediately picking up from where he left off the last time he had been up there.
(poke?)
(Sorry for disappearing, I felt super sick mentally and I may leave again because of it)
(Oh, well I'm sorry to hear it. I've been sick, PHYSICALLY, so I guess it evens out lol)
(Oof lmao)
Kai paused nearby the old treehouse, not noticing that it was occupied. His music was still playing, phones volume full.