Summer Month: 1 
Day 
Theo Black // 18 // Male // Homosexual // Mentions: Open
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+Opening his blue eyes once again a tear slowly rides down his cheek creating a stream of dry water going from his left eye to his left chin. Lifting up a small fist he wipes it away quickly with an angry scowl on his face, pulling his knees closer to his chest burning his face into his knees trying to hold more the tears that threatened to fall. His light brown hair still blowing slightly in the wind the piercing in his ear shinning from the moonlight+
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"Don't be weak Theo...crying won't solve anything...get up and be a man and face them...you were the group 'therapist' after all"
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+He said aloud this time his voice sounded harsh and somewhat sweet a clear sign that he really was trying to stop the waterful of tears that wanted to leave his tear ducts. Shaking his head he clenches his hands together tightly his knuckles going to a pale white, his breathing starting to pick up not from the cold but from the memories and the moment that lies ahead of him seeing all his friends after so long apart. He hasn't kept in contact with any of them so how will he know what they will say, think, or when the see him once again, will they even recognise him, he has changed a lot so has his personality+
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+Slowly he raises his head from his knees and moves one of his hands to collect the purple cased phone from beside him opening it up to see his background. It was a beautiful photo of each one of the 10 friends smiling, laughing, or doing a silly pose. He lets off a laugh soft and sweet to the ear, he can remember that day Cass was the one that wanted the photo and got them all together for some Chinese and coffee+
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"If you were here you would properly tell me to do my job and be the 'therapist'...I wonder what wonders tonight will bring, but I can't see him again not after what happened"
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+Turning his head to the sound of engines and the lights getting brighter from the place in front of him he holds his breath they will be here soon, he can either wait for them or go inside and stay away from any interaction or he can leave right now and acted as if he never comes to the stupid party. Getting back into his car he softly groans to himself and bangs his head on the steering wheel, letting out a curse when he does and mumbling things about his stupidity. Shaking his head he leans back in his seat and holds his head for a couple of minutes before he once again looks at the wallpaper on his phone a small smile soon finding its way onto his face +
