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Jan. 28th, 2009

Log Title: Holding Pieces of Dieing Ember
Location: Corridors
Characters Involved: Blake Parker (youllbeokay) and anyone else who wants to join.
Summary of Log: Blake can't sleep... again.
Rating: PG

A bunch of things were all adding up together to make Blake Parker frustrated. He was in a phase where school work seemed unimportant. He had no idea where that attitude had come from though. This was his last year in Hogwarts, this was the year that mattered, and yet he couldn't force himself to concentrate on his homework (or any other thing to do with school) for more than half an hour at a time. It was annoying to say the least, especially when he didn't even have a decent enough reason for being so distracted. Or any reason in the first place. He almost wanted to start skipping classes again. He had done a couple of times already, though it wasn't exactly the same as before - This time he was getting told off for it. By either Tad or some teacher. More so Tad. Tad wasn't happy with the spontaneous class skippings at all.

He was moody for no reason. Blake kept snapping at people, be it a teacher, some randomer, or even one of his best friends. Most recently Jack. He had blamed Jack because he had got drunk a couple of nights before. Yeah, blaming Jack was the best idea... Far from it actually. Blake still had no idea why he'd been so stupid to say that. It wasn't exactly Jack's fault that Blake couldn't resist guzzling down alcohol. He didn't half do some idiotic things, sometimes.

And he was craving attention. Not in the cuddles sort of way, he wanted so much more. Half a year and counting. Half a year without sex. Nearly a year since meaningful sex. The more that Blake thought about it, the more he craved it. He couldn't bring it up with Mags though. Definitely not now. It was possible that they could have already passed that stage, had she not been pregnant. It was driving him insane. Every 'what if' scenario was taunting him. If Jack hadn't stepped in, if the Death Eaters hadn't kidnapped him... He wanted to go so much further with Mags, yet it was almost as if he wasn't allowed to. Even a joke about it would upset Mags or anger her...

He always seemed to think up these what if situations whenever he was trying to sleep. And the answers always plagued him, and kept him awake. It was no different tonight. Blake Parker just could not sleep, so he had just been wandering corridors for a while, all well knowing the risk that he'd get a detention for being out after hours. But he didn't care. Someone to talk to at least would have been nice, however it was questionable whether anybody was actually going to be awake or not. Most people tended to be in bed by now.


Feb. 2nd, 2009 11:00 pm (UTC)
Lanisa looked back twice at Blake, a puzzled expression evident on her face. “Well then who did she-” she began, but had her question answered almost immediately when Blake continued talking. Well that explained things now… except no- it actually complicated everything all the more! As her friend had already stated, it wasn’t an issue of not being ready if Mags had already engaged in this sort of thing before, and she seemed to like Blake enough, unless… “Say Blake, who was the one who broke it off between the two of them? Did Mags break up with Jack or was it the other way around?”

“Oh no Blake, he’ll be furious with me for telling you now!” she said with a laugh, only imagining what sort of shenanigans Tad was going to wake up to coming morning. “Just, hold off till tomorrow at least, don’t wake him up now or he’ll have you disintegrated… and you know I’m right!” She inclined her head into a nod when he suggested that the four of them meet up under the tree sometime again soon.

“Sure that sounds lovely, providing the weather holds up,” she reminded him. “But it’d be quite nice to forget about essays and exams for one day… anyway, it’s not like we’re going to have much time to all be together after graduation – we all live so far apart from one another.”