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Post by parker knox cavanaugh on Dec 31, 2011 18:44:16 GMT -5
Parker had been forced to enter the Secret Santa by one of his friends, he had never wanted to in the first place but what was the arm? He could meet someone new? Maybe find a new friend in someone? At least that would be good…maybe? The person seemed nice enough, Hannibal. That was the guy’s name, and he seemed nice enough when he invited him for their little ‘date’ on his own yacht. So Parker had managed to get set up on a date with a guy that was rich? Not that money ever mattered to Parker, he was a rich kid too but he was just surprised that he had been matched up with the guy.
Was this guy straight? Was it going to be awkward between the both of them? Hopefully it wasn’t going to be because Parker wanted to have some fun for once, it was awkward but it was true, he was slightly sick of being the careful, cautious Parker who no one actually knew because he stayed to himself. After Luke leaving he had felt unwanted by anyone, as if people were actually laughing at him or something and it wasn’t nice at all.
Grabbing the bottle of champagne that he thought would make a nice present for Hannibal, he began to make his way to the yacht that the boy owned. He was scared, there was no doubt about that, did he look normal enough? Or did he look too flashy? Hopefully he didn’t look horrible. He was wearing a pair of jeans, purple converses, a white t-shirt and a checkered purple and pink shirt with a purple beanie hat. He didn’t want to seem too casual, but maybe this was? Well…whatever, he would just have to deal with this now. Sighing, he waited nervously by the docks, which he finally reached after a few minutes of walking, now which one was Hannibal’s boat?
tagged| hannibal.
word count| 321.
thoughts| hope this was alright...
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