i can tell that you're a freak

[sicksickboy.livejournal.com]

It was once a dark lonely summer's eve
On the lonely streets of Sunset
When the lord called upon six crazy m.c.'s
J Dog, Charlie Scene, Johnny Three Tears, Da Kurlzz, and Tha Producer!

[that's when a body bursts from the bathroom, freshly showered and clad only in a towel. he's really paying no mind to where he's swinging his hips, either.]

I can show you how to hump without makin' love~

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[sicksickboy.livejournal.com]

[the wheels on the bus go SCREECH.]

You threw off my groove.

[sicksickboy.livejournal.com]

[sighs dramatically.]

What've you been up to?

[sicksickboy.livejournal.com]

You know, if you want to ...

[trails off.]

[sicksickboy.livejournal.com]

[shoos his hand away.]

Have sex with other people, I mean. I wouldn't mind. I keep you cooped up and I don't even put out.

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

Whatever you're takin', I want some.

[sicksickboy.livejournal.com]

Uh, a shower. With vanilla bodywash and tropical shampoo.

[quirks and eyebrow over at him.]

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

[Snerks. Not exactly what he meant, but sure. ]

Glad to see i ain't the only one who likes body washes and shampoo that smell like food.

[sicksickboy.livejournal.com]

Maybe it runs in the Roxas species.

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

Roxas species... Heh. I don't seem to get a long well with the other Roxas'.

[glances at you. ]

Hell if i know why.

[sicksickboy.livejournal.com]

Judging by how you talk, I think I've heard a lot about you from other people around here.

[stops where he is, turning to twist the knob of his room open so he can step inside.]

[imnowhore.livejournal.com]

So what? You hate me now too? Tch...

[Boohoo. ]

[sicksickboy.livejournal.com]

Don't jump to conclusions.

[he drops the towel and digs through his drawers to find a pair of boxers and a nice loose pair of skinnies.]

But I can see why other people do.

[crankdatsoraboy.livejournal.com]

[ the hallway's gay meter just increased by five hundred degrees. oh God, Sora's eyes. NEVER AGAIN! ]

[sicksickboy.livejournal.com]

The way you look at me, I can tell that you're a f-

[pauses.]

Oh look, it's the gangsta to my scene.

[pulls his towel tighter.]

[crankdatsoraboy.livejournal.com]

What th' hell. Crazy cracka.

[sicksickboy.livejournal.com]

Probably.

[turns back around and heads off to the direction of his room! Getting dressed comes before potential fights, always.]

[crankdatsoraboy.livejournal.com]

[ stands still, crosses arms and snorts. playing tough guy again. ]

Foo' lookin' like a girl naked.

[sicksickboy.livejournal.com]

Don't you like girls, though?

[shakes his ass once or twice before turning to open the door to his room.]

[crankdatsoraboy.livejournal.com]

When they ain't guys.

[ ... follows him to the door at least. he refuses to enter. that's going TOO far. ]

[sicksickboy.livejournal.com]

[dramatic sigh. he drops the towel and tugs out some clothes. who cares if Sora sees his ass.]