Voltaire

Hugo:    Hugo was hanging out with Voltaire, they were at a book/game/music store. Hugo was checking out records, while Voltaire was checking out books. Hugo actually enjoyed collecting vinyl records, he always thought they sounded better then cd or mp3 music. He wasn't looking for any artist in particular, just for maybe an album he heard before that he didn't own in vinyl.  While looking he notice a pretty woman whom also seem to have an interest in vinyl. She was checking out a few Bowie records, Hugo was abit of a Bowie fan himself, so he slowly made his way closer to her. He would look at the album she was checking out "Oh thats...thats a pretty good album there." he spoke up. The woman looks over at him  "Oh really? I was checking it out for my boyfriend, he loves classic rock." Hugo heart sank, but he should have known. "Oh well if he does like classic rock, then yeah...I uh say he would enjoy this album. Or if he likes more of the rock n roll...

Hugo:   The weekend had come once again, each time it was a little disappointing for Hugo. He didn't usually have plans and yet, Voltaire seem to always have something to do. Hugo decided to try an online dating site, he didn't see any harm in it. Hugo even got a hit, a girl name Carla wanted to meet up for a date that night. So he went to get ready, putting on his best blue jeans and looked for a decent button up shirt. Finding a baby blue one with a dark blue print on it, figure he go with a nice casual look. He even pulled out what he consider to be his lucky blazer, it was dark blue corduroy material. He styled his hair and brushed his teeth, even used mouthwash just to be safe. Hugo checked for any blemishes or other things. Then he walked out of the bedroom to find Voltaire sitting on the couch. Hugo found it odd, it was almost seven and usually Voltaire was out and not home till like four in the morning. Hugo looked around, still abit paranoid by the illusion the garn...

 Hugo:    Hugo woke up to the sound of his alarm, he lazily slapped the snooze button. He rolls in his bed, stretching as he got up. Slowly he make is way to the bathroom and begin his normal routine, after getting dressed he headed to the kitchen. He rummage through his cabinets, as if he would find something in them. However they were pretty bare, even the fridge was abit barren, something about this didn't seem right. Even the apartment felt empty some how, he didn't remember there ever being anyone else in it, but yet this feeling just kept tugging at the back of his mind. A feeling of forget, he couldn't place it. He check his watch and saw he was crunch for time. Figure that must be the feeling, he rushed to get to the college. After barely making it this morning, some more odd stuff kept happening. No one picked on him like they normally did, but that seem normal, even if his gut said other wise. Hugo even got met up with his girlfriend, he couldn't recall ev...

 Hugo:  Hugo came home from college, it was a long stressful day. He laid his bag down and headed to the kitchen. Making himself a sandwich Hugo, bit into it as he walked to the couch. He sat down and turns on the T.V., looking for something to watch. Right as he does find something, Voltaire comes in, he moved to shed the 'normal' cloths. Emerging from the bed room "Hugo, get dressed." moving around the couch. Hugo stared at Voltaire "What? Why?" making a face. Voltaire looks at him "Get dressed, we are going out tonight." Hugo raised his brow "I really don't want to go out, besides its been a stressful day." Voltaire walks over and snatched his sandwich, then walks off  "That's the point of it, to go out and unwind. Now come on." Hugo sighed and was upset Voltaire stole his sandwich, he slowly reluctantly got up. After Hugo got ready, he and Voltaire went out. They hit up a local bar, when Voltaire walk in people ...

 Hugo: A few weeks had passed since Voltaire moved in and changed Hugo's world. Hugo had sort of gotten use to him, he tried to live a normal life. He walked home from a long day of school, he manage to blow off some steam with a few drinks. Heading up the steps of the apartment complex, leading to his door, fiddles with the keys abit. Slowly unlocks the door and staggers a little in, only to walk in on Voltaire making out with, what look like a beautiful girl. The two broke their kiss and stared at Hugo "Oh I wasn't suspecting you home so soon." Hugo shrugged and stumbled off to his room, he had been silent for a few days. Voltaire stared at him strangely,Hugo shut the door and flopped on his bed. He slept for hours and finally woke up, slowly he got up and open the door. He peaks out of his room and slowly moves out, thinking the coast is clear. "Feel better?" Voltaire spoke loudly. Hugo froze and looked over, spotting Voltaire slouched on the couch. ...

Hugo: Woke up to his alarm clock, only something felt wrong yet again. He rolled over to Voltaire who smiled "Morning buttercup." Hugo screamed and jumped out bed. "What....How....WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY BED!?!?!?" Voltaire sat up and tilting his head. He then gives a small shrug to Hugo "Well you don't really have anywhere else to sleep." Hugo jumps and opens the bedroom door, points frantically to the couch "THAT CAN BE USE AS A BED!" Voltaire stared at the couch as if insulted to be told such. He then got up slowly and says "If you're worried I'm going to 'probe you'..." He said making air quotations. "I am not, your not my type anyways." moving past Hugo and out of the room. Hugo shuts his door and felt oddly insulted "I don't believe this, I'm not even an aliens type." Part of him was wondering why that even matter or bothered him. He tries to shake it off and go back to his somew...