LET ME IN! [TERRA]

[ORVILLE J.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top]	[atrb=valign,top] ◄	The blonde knocked loudly three times on his new friend’s door, hoping the shut in would hurry and let him in. He waited for a minute or two before shaking the plastic bag’s contents which just happened to be an assortment of chips and candy he’d purchased from the local grocery store. Orville had been pestering the poor guy with constant texts for a while now but he was finally at the guy’s doorstep. The teenager had brought bait to lure the reclusive being out of his hiding hole. Pesto flavored chips! He wasn’t exactly sure how good they were but Nihel wanted them and they had turned out to not be that expensive. “Richie Rich better be damn grateful…” the blonde murmured to himself as he checked his phone for any other texts from the shut in. He didn’t usually have much free time. He was always trying to find a free slot during the day where he could do nothing at all. As rare as his spare time was, he didn’t really mind wasting it on going out to by some grump a snack. He felt a little bad for Nihel, regardless of his reasons for staying inside. The routine must have been lonely and he didn’t know if the twin bothered with blogging or im’ing. Though Orville wasn’t really sure what the guy did that was SO important every day. He wouldn’t put it past the guy that it was mostly porn and dumb Google searches. “Yo, Nihel! These are pesto! Don’t you dare say you meant garlic of alfredo sauce flavored!” the blonde yelled as he dialed the guy’s phone. Maybe mute meant it was on vibrate? ooc: hope its ok <3
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[NIHEL R.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #e4e4e4; border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -o-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px;] don't you know i am the best rousseau It wasn't like Nihel hated cleaning, in fact he quite enjoyed it from time to time. But he didn't like cleaning up after his twin brother who, at the worst possible times, practically nested in his room, even though they had their own separate rooms. Because of Noël's settling habits, Nihel had to pick up trash and clean up dirt every so often. Why couldn't he just mess up his own room instead of Nihel's? The extent of angry his twin made him sometimes was neverending. That was why he was very glad he had made at least some friends in this backward town. Even how much he preferred to stay indoors and work on his biochemistry research, Nihel did enjoy social interaction every once in a while. And because of that, he failed to ignore the knocks on the front door that he knew could only be his rather newfound friend, Orville. As he went up to unlock the door - he had locked it when Noël left earlier - he could hear the blonde shouting. "Keep it down, wow, we do have elderly neighbors," he hissed at the younger male as soon as he had opened the door. "Come in before you wake up the whole neighborhood, geez." He was a little afraid to leave the door open, in case Orville didn't close it behind him, so as he walked back to his bedroom he looked over his shoulder back at the blonde and gestured towards the door. "Lock it behind you." tags orville yo notes this is like super short, i'm sorry, but just have ori do what he wants idk coded by zetta

[ORVILLE J.]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=valign,top]	[atrb=valign,top] ◄	Orville’s ever present scowl seemed to disappear in place of a small grin as the twin finally answered the door. He wasn’t the least bit put off with the warning, being used to having people irritated with him on a daily basis. “Sorry.” He said as he began his apology. “I didn’t realize it was actually that late.” The male only shrugged at the exaggeration. “I don’t think I’m actually that on par with Noel’s loudmouth.” Orville stated noting that Noel has actually woken up the ENTIRE town while Orville had, at the very least, only woken up his aunt and unfortunate friends. The blonde snorted in response as he smacked his shoes on the ground outside before entering. Of course he would have locked the door. Honestly, the lack of confidence in him was insulting. “I have learned common decency throughout my life, Nihel, thank you very much for noticing.” Orville retorted indignantly. He followed the asocial twin, glancing around at his house. One general thing that stuck out to him once he saw his pal’s room was mainly ‘Where is the maid?’ After throwing such a luxurious beach side party it seemed logical that the Rousseau twins could afford some sort of cleaning staff. Hell, he was surprised he hadn’t been greeted with a butler yet. However, he didn’t voice his thoughts despite the sudden shiver of disgust that ran down his spine as he looked into Nihel’s disastrous room. Orville’s standards were a bit high, being the clean freak that he was. These two really needed some help. Serious, serious help. The urge almost made him throw himself at his newfound work but he repressed it. Nihel had to learn to take care of himself. He was just visiting to try to prod him into doing so. “So what’s got you so uptight?” he began again. “You know, more than usual?” the boy added as he sifted through his grab bag of junk food goodies. After a minute or so he retrieved a large bag of chips for his friend and tossed it at his friend. “I found you Family size. Don’t spoil your dinner.” Orville warned with a grin before he retrieved a chocolate bar for himself. He chewed contently, casually straightening up Nihel’s bed with his other hand before plopping himself down. “You need to let in a little more light in here too.” He added not caring much if he was nagging at the guy or not. Nihel was a poor shut in, doing God knows what all day. It must have been stressful considering his rowdy sibling and Orville being a general pest by blowing up the poor guy’s phone.
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