Shuffle, shuffle, shuffle. Every step was a small one. Every breath was filled with self-pity. ''Soooo.. waaarm,'' he gasped exasperated. Small beads of sweat were gathering on his forehead, despite his excellent preparation for this tropical vacation. With a self-pitying groan, Allen wiped the sweat off. Salty. Carrying all these suitcases had proven more of a task than he had expected. Who could have predicted this?! Definitely not Allen nor Wren. All that had been on his mind when packing was to hoard all his summery clothes, throwing them into his bags in a chaotic rain of fabrics.
Speaking of rain, back in England, it had been borderline stormy weather, but he had stubbornly refused to bring a coat, instead opting for a bright casual dress shirt with yellow pineapple print, green shorts, and blue flip flops. Even his sunglasses were neon pink, which clashed with his bright orange hair in a way that was never seen before. Stylish. His suitcase bulged on all sides, and some oddly colored socks stuck out of the opening, showing the shitty packing job he had done. He was quite certain that some of his clothes had been lost along the way, but who had time to start a search party for a sock? They always ended up alone after a few wash cycles anyway. It was the way of life.
Fi-na-lly they reached the doors of the dormitory building. If they had just followed the written instructions, they would have been there ages ago, but the paper had been crammed into his pocket never to be looked at again, because how hard could it possibly be to find a building in a brand new place? Allen threw his weight against the door, swinging it open. ''Heellloooo!'' he yelled, before awkwardly pressing himself against the door, keeping it open for his blue-haired friend to scurry through first. ''Move your butt, I'm literally melting.'' The heat and sunlight had provided him with a much needed energy boost, but had not completely prevented him from sweating. Hopefully, these buildings had some sort of air conditioning built in.
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Speaking of rain, back in England, it had been borderline stormy weather, but he had stubbornly refused to bring a coat, instead opting for a bright casual dress shirt with yellow pineapple print, green shorts, and blue flip flops. Even his sunglasses were neon pink, which clashed with his bright orange hair in a way that was never seen before. Stylish. His suitcase bulged on all sides, and some oddly colored socks stuck out of the opening, showing the shitty packing job he had done. He was quite certain that some of his clothes had been lost along the way, but who had time to start a search party for a sock? They always ended up alone after a few wash cycles anyway. It was the way of life.
Fi-na-lly they reached the doors of the dormitory building. If they had just followed the written instructions, they would have been there ages ago, but the paper had been crammed into his pocket never to be looked at again, because how hard could it possibly be to find a building in a brand new place? Allen threw his weight against the door, swinging it open. ''Heellloooo!'' he yelled, before awkwardly pressing himself against the door, keeping it open for his blue-haired friend to scurry through first. ''Move your butt, I'm literally melting.'' The heat and sunlight had provided him with a much needed energy boost, but had not completely prevented him from sweating. Hopefully, these buildings had some sort of air conditioning built in.
Note: open if anyone wants to join in, but please allow May Sarton to post with Wren first c: