Grey's Scribbles

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So, YOU SEE, I get bored. And so last night, I just started writing out little, REALLY LITTLE, kinda... Moments that fitted my characters, and their lvoe lives. :3


1. Breaking Barriers

Justin paused, a large yawn escaping him, as he listened to his friends speak. He stayed still; unwilling to pull his arm from around Cris’ waist, but soon decided he needed to sleep. Like. Now. Justin sighed, before speaking.
“I think I’m gonna crash, guys. I’m a little tired.” He said simply, before looking down at Cris as she spoke.
“Me too.” Justin paused again, before letting his hand slide from her waist to her hand, grasping it lightly, and entwining his fingers with hers.
“Come with?” He asked casually, his tone of voice soft and tender. Cris seemed shocked for a moment, before the smile he adored so much slid onto her features.
“Happily.”

And with that, the two walked out, hand in hand.



2. Remembered

Kalona ran over to Red quickly, picking her up in his arms as soon as he got close enough to do so. He planted a soft kiss on her lips, before placing her back down gently. She didn’t look pleased, and Kalona knew exactly why. The immortal took a slow step back, one of his hands staying firmly behind his back.
“I apologize for my lateness.” He said slowly, a concerned expression entering his features, before continuing.
“I had to go across town.” He answered, looking towards the ground.
“Why?” Red immediately inquired, a brow rising at the man before her, who was now grinning widely.
“Oh, no reason.” Kalona said slowly, as he pulled the bouquet of Black Magic Roses from behind his back.



3. Typical

Justin sat beside Cris, stabbing his ice cream violently with his spoon. He was angry, because the damn waiter had brought him the wrong flavour. Justin was very picky when it came to ice cream, as I’m sure you can tell.
“You better not get any of that on me.” Cris said, her signature grin spreading across her face, as she stared down at her own ice cream. Justin shook his head and laughed a little, all before a few splatters of ice cream practically jumped out of their bowl, landing on Cris’ cheek. Justin froze, watching as Cris did the same, before loading up her spoon slowly, and flicking the load of ice cream right back at Justin’s face.
This meant war.
The two started filling spoonfuls after spoonfuls of ice cream, flicking it at one another relentlessly, wild grins on both of their faces. A weird sight indeed. Well, it was all fine and dandy... Until Justin missed Cris, and hit a waiter in the back.
And the two ‘rowdy teenagers’ got kicked out.
Laughing, the two turned into an alley, both trying to rid themselves of ice cream. Cris turned then to face Justin, still grinning.
“Do I have any more on my face?” She asked casually, and the two laughed a little again.
“Yeah. You definitely missed a spot. “ Justin said, grinning.
“Wher-“ Cris’s question was cut-off, as Justin leaned in to kiss her, his hand placing itself on her cheek lightly. After a second, he pulled away, satisfied with himself, and the fact that he was pretty sure he’d earned himself a pant leg.
“I think I got it.” He said with a little goofy grin, before Cris spoke again.
“You sure? Because I really think you missed some.” She said slowly, before leaning in to kiss Justin once more.



Basically, they kinda suck. BUT LIKE... Yuh. I may put more up later, if I deem them worthy. :3

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4. Stealing Hats

Tyrone walked alongside Lightning easily, purposely brushing his arm against her own every so often, though not so much so that she would notice. They had been ‘exploring,’ Tulsa a little, and stepped out of a convenience store, empty-handed. Sadly, all the two had discovered in the entire place that were of interest, were a few nasty muffins. Tyrone had picked one up and held it out to Lightning, daring her to eat it, before he’d accidentally dropped it. The two, not wanting to pay for such a nasty muffin, left.
“I don’ understand why they sell shit like that.” Tyrone said slowly, using the hand that wasn’t closest to Lightning to pull his pants up a little. What? They tended to slip down; not his fault. He looked at her briefly with a little grin, as she spoke.
“I know... We totally could have died.” She said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. So she thought he was making a big deal? Ty scoffed and grinned at her again, as the two turned down an alley. It was a shortcut to the next street, apparently. Ty didn’t really pay attention, and just followed her.

“You know what other shit, people shouldn’t sell?” Lightning asked, eyeing him with amusement in her eyes. Tyrone knew that look, she was up to something.
“What?” He asked, easily falling into her little trap far too easily.
“Hats like that.” Lightning said with a grin, obviously talking about Tyrone’s flat-hat. He scoffed again, acting thoroughly offended, before she snatched it off his head, and jogged towards the end of the alley, putting it on her head. Tyrone laughed, and walked after her, raising a brow at her attempt at wearing it.
“C’mon, give it back. You’re doin’ it wrong, anyway.” Ty said, jogging after her. She easily evaded capture, and ducked under his arm, before raising a brow.
“Oh, really? You some sort of hat expert, now?” She asked with a grin, sarcasm once again heavy within her voice.
“Yeee, now gimme my hat back.” He said with yet another little grin, crossing his arms. He was protective of his hat, thank you very much.

“Nah, I think I’ll keep it. I make a pretty good gagster, right bruh?” Lightning said, causing Tyrone to laugh once again. She did not make a good gangster. At all. A bad ass chick, sure. But not a gangster.
“Nahh, man.” Tyrone said, suddenly running at her. Lightning, once again trying to escape capture, turned and ran, but he caught her around the waist lightly and pulled her into him, dipping his head to rest it on her shoulder.
“Gotcha.” Ty said softly, before kissing her neck lightly and whisking his hat off her head, letting her go. He grinned, putting it on and tilting it properly, before crossing his arms over his chest once again. Lightning turned and smiled up at him, also looking very amused.
“See, this is how ya’ wear it.” Tyrone said matter-of-factly, as Lightning attempted reaching to grab the hat from his head. His height tended to be an advantage for him, in these situations.
“Dick.” Lightning muttered, causing Ty to laugh and turn towards her, slipping a finger into her one of her belt loops, and tug her a little closer. Lightning immediately stopped her eager attempts to grab the hat, and looked up at him.

“You love it anyways, so it dun matter.” Tyrone replied slowly, another small smirk tugging at his lips.
“Shut up.” Lightning said, pouting, though it was clear she was still just as amused as he was.
“Make me.” Ty said with a grin, before Lightning leaned up to kiss him. Ty took his hat off as she did so, and when she pulled away from him, he sat the hat on her head, and tilted it perfectly.

“There. Now you’re a gangster. Happy?” He asked with a grin.




5. Rabbits

Colby rolled over in the darkness, taking a look at the blinking red numbers his clock showed. 8:04AM. Damn it, it was far too late to be waking up. Colby’s brow furrowed in slight irritation, before he yawned and turned back to Miyuki, who was fast asleep, to slip his arm back over her small form and rest his chin in the crook of her neck. He sighed lightly, before closing his eyes with contentment.
“I love you.” He murmured softly, a small sigh passing his lips as he prepared himself for sleep.
“I love you too.” Miyuki spoke suddenly, causing a small smile to spread across Colby’s features.
“I thought you were asleep.” Colby said simply, his smile heard in his voice.
“I am. Now be quiet.” She said, causing a breathless little chuckle to leave the man. Oh, how he loved her.




6. Fail Gangster

Justin strut over to his friends, his pants hanging dangerously low on his hips in an over-dramatic form of low-riding, while making a bunch of unneeded hand motions; what he considered to be the perfect gangster swagger.
“Justin, sorry to break it to you, but that’s nowhere near gangster.” Miyuki said, laughing. Justin paused and frowned, before continued his strut until he was right in front of Cris.
“Hey, babe. You want somma this?” He asked jokingly, giving her a fake eyebrow wag. This dorky little action made both Raea and Miyuki start laughing.
“Do you have any idea what your implying, with that eyebrow wag?” Cris asked, raising a questioning brow of her own. It was only then, that Justin’s cheeks went bright red.
"I-uh..." Just then, as Justin tried to desperately think up an answer, he let go of his current hold of the side of his overly large pants. It was also then that they fell down, causing Justin to squeak and stumble backwards, exposing his bright red tidy-widies, in which his mother had boughten for him when he had lived with her. He tripped over himself and fell back onto his butt, trying to cover himself.
"I GOT NO PANTS!" He yelled, trying to scramble up from his position, so he could pull up his pants. Meanwhile, his friends looked away, laughing.
"DON'T LOOK, GUYS." He said, struggling to pull his pants up.
"Okay, no big. Problem solved." His friends turned around to see him holding his pants up to his armpits.

So much for being gangster, huh Justin?

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