03-14-2017, 09:09 PM
He eventually calmed down when the car pulled out into the night and he was truly alone. Larry looked at the ruined photos and designs. Thankfully, he had this all on a drive to know how to redo them. Could he get it done by Monday, a day where most of these were due? Who knew... He couldn't ask Gerard for help presently. Right now, he was infuriated with him and Brad both. What had even caused them to fight? Everything seemed alright before he had stepped out. Was there something he was missing? While he could get mad all day, he did recall Brad was covered in some blood. He packed up everything he could, looking at his slightly bruised knuckles on his right hand. Wrapping it up, he drove off and with relative luck, he found Bradley walking.
The male was taken to the emergency room, but once everything was said and done, Larry dropped him off at the dorms and left for the night. He wasn't going to stay there for the night after this. He had returned home instead, settling on some Vodka to clear his mind as he sat on the balcony of the two story house which also led to his room. His parents didn't care for the soacing, so they took one of the rooms on the floor below. Larry got to use the place for his personal projects. He pulled out his phone and dialed the one person who probably would help clear his mind. Samantha. His parents never minded at this point as they were practically engaged and stayed true to their courting relationship.
Sunday had arrived and after breakfast, Larry was hard at work on restoring the models and photos. They were supposed to meet for the game today, but he couldn't care less. His time was being spent on unnecessary backtracking. Sure, he'd ask what brought it on, probably the next day at work, but he had his priorities.
The male was taken to the emergency room, but once everything was said and done, Larry dropped him off at the dorms and left for the night. He wasn't going to stay there for the night after this. He had returned home instead, settling on some Vodka to clear his mind as he sat on the balcony of the two story house which also led to his room. His parents didn't care for the soacing, so they took one of the rooms on the floor below. Larry got to use the place for his personal projects. He pulled out his phone and dialed the one person who probably would help clear his mind. Samantha. His parents never minded at this point as they were practically engaged and stayed true to their courting relationship.
Sunday had arrived and after breakfast, Larry was hard at work on restoring the models and photos. They were supposed to meet for the game today, but he couldn't care less. His time was being spent on unnecessary backtracking. Sure, he'd ask what brought it on, probably the next day at work, but he had his priorities.