[ he hadnt gone far at all. besides being in the darkroom and sleeping, he had little time to do much of anything. he planed on meeting Him at his friends house. there wasnt any chance he'd miss that lovely lovely boy.]
[ he sat in TP, half alseep with an Oscar Wilde book in his hands. slowly his thoughts started to creap. Slowly they formed a perfect Isaiah in his mind. those lovely eyes, nice hair and lush mouth. hmm.]
[ blinked in a sleepy fashion as a smile crossed his lips ]
