Post by BENJI FLYNN on Mar 4, 2012 18:29:00 GMT
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Benji had gone through many things in his life, he felt. Even for a young adult. The death of his parents, being forced into the care system. The families that had tried to foster or adopt him that always decided - at the last moment - that they wanted the pretty boy or girl. Not him.
He had become used to living on his own. Living without friends, living without relationships. It was a new year, now, and he needed to turn over another new leaf. He was sick and tired of being lonely, being unwanted. He was determined that this year was going to be different. He would find his old self.
The person that may have been cocky, obnoxious but incredibly charming. But he was happier back then than he had even been.
Pulling on some old clothes he headed over to the basketball courts. He wasn't really there to 'shoot hoops' instead he was there to catch up on some work. It was the second quietest place - other than the library - because the room was reserved for the team, and they only practised in the afternoons.
Benji dumped his bag and perched himself up on the bleachers, kicking his shoes off and leaning back he pulled his laptop onto his legs. He turned it on and waited patiently for it to load up - he was sure the recent addition of porn was slowing it right down, but he couldn't care less. He only used his computer for work - and porn -...he had his phone for anything else.
With a groan, he watched the screen turn blue with a warning... fantastic. That was all he needed. Why wasn't there anyone around to fix your computer when you needed them?
Benji had gone through many things in his life, he felt. Even for a young adult. The death of his parents, being forced into the care system. The families that had tried to foster or adopt him that always decided - at the last moment - that they wanted the pretty boy or girl. Not him.
He had become used to living on his own. Living without friends, living without relationships. It was a new year, now, and he needed to turn over another new leaf. He was sick and tired of being lonely, being unwanted. He was determined that this year was going to be different. He would find his old self.
The person that may have been cocky, obnoxious but incredibly charming. But he was happier back then than he had even been.
Pulling on some old clothes he headed over to the basketball courts. He wasn't really there to 'shoot hoops' instead he was there to catch up on some work. It was the second quietest place - other than the library - because the room was reserved for the team, and they only practised in the afternoons.
Benji dumped his bag and perched himself up on the bleachers, kicking his shoes off and leaning back he pulled his laptop onto his legs. He turned it on and waited patiently for it to load up - he was sure the recent addition of porn was slowing it right down, but he couldn't care less. He only used his computer for work - and porn -...he had his phone for anything else.
With a groan, he watched the screen turn blue with a warning... fantastic. That was all he needed. Why wasn't there anyone around to fix your computer when you needed them?
