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Good morning Baltimore.
WHO: Cole MacGrath |
imonabikeand Troy Bolton |
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WHERE: The park.
WHEN: Today, this morning.
WARNINGS: None.
SUMMARY: Cole meets Troy. Weird stuff happens. At least, in Cole's opinion.
FORMAT: Quicklog's good?
[Cole wasn't much of a sit-in-the-park-and-take-in-the-scenery kind of guy, but you know what they say about taking things for granted? It was nice seeing a park that wasn't completely trashed. Or turned into a massive trash-fortress for a paranoid psychic. He didn't think he'd actually miss this kind of crap.
So for now, he stretched back on a bench, hands behind his head, and actually just... stared at everything.
It was kind of nice.
At least, that's what things started off like, anyway.]
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WHERE: The park.
WHEN: Today, this morning.
WARNINGS: None.
SUMMARY: Cole meets Troy. Weird stuff happens. At least, in Cole's opinion.
FORMAT: Quicklog's good?
[Cole wasn't much of a sit-in-the-park-and-take-in-the-scenery kind of guy, but you know what they say about taking things for granted? It was nice seeing a park that wasn't completely trashed. Or turned into a massive trash-fortress for a paranoid psychic. He didn't think he'd actually miss this kind of crap.
So for now, he stretched back on a bench, hands behind his head, and actually just... stared at everything.
It was kind of nice.
At least, that's what things started off like, anyway.]
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Believe it
Hold on to me and, never let me go~~!
(Keep breathing)
Hold on to me and, never let me go~~
(Keep breathing)
Hold on to me and, never let me go~...
[And by the time that final word slips from his lips, sounding utterly defeated and yet perfectly in tune, they subtly seem to have ended up right where they started, back in that park. The teen hasn't reacted though, because he's too busy dropping to his knees for woeful affect as the music drifts off and leaves them with the usual sounds that a park should have, including actually having people in it once more.]
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The HELL was that?!
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...
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...
[COLE DOESN'T KNOW WHERE HE WAS GOING WITH THAT, SO HE JUST STORMS OFF INSTEAD.]
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I'm sorry!
[But then he's trailing off rather quickly, snatching up his basketball from the ground while he pouts to himself.]
... I didn't... [sigh]
OOC
OOC
OOC
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OOC