It's too quiet.
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. "O-oh I thought you were out with that girl..." Voltaire sat up "I was enjoying my time, but then you came in, with a dark gloomy attitude. You didn't even respond back to me, are you feeling ok?"
Hugo shrug "I am, just kinda...well aggravating when an alien can get girls better then I can." Voltaire made a face "I'm not an alien Hugo." Hugo throws up his hands "Even better! So then what are you?" Voltaire raised a brow "Are you jealous that I got a girl? Cause complaining and brooding won't change that." Hugo blinks a moment "Where?... What the.....I'm not brooding, but do you even know how hard I have tried to get a girl?" Voltaire shrugs " Thats the problem."
Hugo glared in confusion at Voltaire "Whats the problem?" Voltaire shrugged "You try to hard, you look desperate. Don't try, do. Walk up with confidence, even if you get shot down. Act like your ok with it and like that even bother you. Trust me girls like confidence." Hugo rolled his eyes and moved to the kitchen, he grab a bottle of water out of the fridge and looks at Voltaire "Thats easy for you to say, you're mister good looking." Voltaire tilts his head "Thats because I own my look, I'm confident." grinning.
Hugo raised a brow and started to drink from the bottle water. He then moves around the counter "Right, not the fact you look good or dress good." Voltaire stood "I'm sure you have nice cloths too you can wear." Hugo shook his head "I don't think the goth look is for me." Voltaire made a face "Again with the goth." shaking his head "Look a nice shirt and pants is a start, stop dressing like you don't care." Hugo thought a moment "I care...I just..this is.." Voltaire interrupts "Comfortable, what you have, you've tried the nice look before..." Hugo just started at Voltaire, confused by his abrupt interruption. "These are all excuses, hell where I am from, there is a guy who face is full of scars and yet.... he gets a date all the time." Hugo gave a surprised look "Well woman do love a badass." Voltaire rolled his eyes.
"UGH! HUGO! I'm trying to help you realize your potential." Voltaire voice grew louder, but Hugo just response "I don't have potential and its fine, some people are just cool and some are not." Voltaire just glared and moved to grab his coat. He then left the apartment, Hugo stared and shrugged "I don't know what his problem is." For the first time in a while Hugo had the place all to himself, he wasn't sure what to do.
Voltaire:
Walking through the streets, he couldn't understand Hugo sometimes. Voltaire made faces and talk under his breath. He walk to a local bar and decided to have a few drinks. Granite professor salary didn't make much for drinking, atleast for him anyways. However it was still better then nothing, he sat in a both and watched people. Figure he could maybe find a few garnax to deal with, atleast fighting was sometimes fun.
Few hours past and after bar hoping in New York, Voltaire found no garnax in sight. Which he thought was abit alarming, seeing as there was abit few weeks ago and now nothing. He headed back to the apartments, pondering what they could be planning, it had to be big. He walked up the steps and came to the door, he heard screaming and gun shots. Raising a brow Voltaire burst through the door "WHATS GOING!?!?!" Hugo jump and screamed startled, behind him was a video gaming playing, a popular war game. Voltaire saw the t.v. and then the controller in Hugos hand. "WHAT THE HELL MAN!" Hugo shouts, "Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" Voltaire narrowed his eyes "I thought you were in trouble, I heard screaming and gun fire." Hugo just rolled his eyes.
"Its a game, do they not have these where your from?" he ask, Voltaire moved to the computer "No, they don't. Also if no one comes bursting in thinking your hurt or under attack, then all it does and dull you to the troubles around you." Hugo blinks a moment " Oh well thank you for ripping the fun out of video games." Voltaire shrugged and was searching the computer.
Hugo paused the game and walked over "What are you doing?" Voltaire scratched his beard "I'm trying to find any activity on our friends, but nothing." Hugo raised a brow " Our friends?" Voltaire looked at him "The garnax...." Hugo then remembered " Oh ya... well isn't that a good thing?" Voltaire leans back "Not always, I feel like something bad is coming." Hugo sighed "Yeah thats what I want to hear." moving back to play his game. Voltaire watched him a moment and then back to the computer, he knew something was up, just not sure what.
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. "O-oh I thought you were out with that girl..." Voltaire sat up "I was enjoying my time, but then you came in, with a dark gloomy attitude. You didn't even respond back to me, are you feeling ok?"
Hugo shrug "I am, just kinda...well aggravating when an alien can get girls better then I can." Voltaire made a face "I'm not an alien Hugo." Hugo throws up his hands "Even better! So then what are you?" Voltaire raised a brow "Are you jealous that I got a girl? Cause complaining and brooding won't change that." Hugo blinks a moment "Where?... What the.....I'm not brooding, but do you even know how hard I have tried to get a girl?" Voltaire shrugs " Thats the problem."
Hugo glared in confusion at Voltaire "Whats the problem?" Voltaire shrugged "You try to hard, you look desperate. Don't try, do. Walk up with confidence, even if you get shot down. Act like your ok with it and like that even bother you. Trust me girls like confidence." Hugo rolled his eyes and moved to the kitchen, he grab a bottle of water out of the fridge and looks at Voltaire "Thats easy for you to say, you're mister good looking." Voltaire tilts his head "Thats because I own my look, I'm confident." grinning.
Hugo raised a brow and started to drink from the bottle water. He then moves around the counter "Right, not the fact you look good or dress good." Voltaire stood "I'm sure you have nice cloths too you can wear." Hugo shook his head "I don't think the goth look is for me." Voltaire made a face "Again with the goth." shaking his head "Look a nice shirt and pants is a start, stop dressing like you don't care." Hugo thought a moment "I care...I just..this is.." Voltaire interrupts "Comfortable, what you have, you've tried the nice look before..." Hugo just started at Voltaire, confused by his abrupt interruption. "These are all excuses, hell where I am from, there is a guy who face is full of scars and yet.... he gets a date all the time." Hugo gave a surprised look "Well woman do love a badass." Voltaire rolled his eyes.
"UGH! HUGO! I'm trying to help you realize your potential." Voltaire voice grew louder, but Hugo just response "I don't have potential and its fine, some people are just cool and some are not." Voltaire just glared and moved to grab his coat. He then left the apartment, Hugo stared and shrugged "I don't know what his problem is." For the first time in a while Hugo had the place all to himself, he wasn't sure what to do.
Voltaire:
Walking through the streets, he couldn't understand Hugo sometimes. Voltaire made faces and talk under his breath. He walk to a local bar and decided to have a few drinks. Granite professor salary didn't make much for drinking, atleast for him anyways. However it was still better then nothing, he sat in a both and watched people. Figure he could maybe find a few garnax to deal with, atleast fighting was sometimes fun.
Few hours past and after bar hoping in New York, Voltaire found no garnax in sight. Which he thought was abit alarming, seeing as there was abit few weeks ago and now nothing. He headed back to the apartments, pondering what they could be planning, it had to be big. He walked up the steps and came to the door, he heard screaming and gun shots. Raising a brow Voltaire burst through the door "WHATS GOING!?!?!" Hugo jump and screamed startled, behind him was a video gaming playing, a popular war game. Voltaire saw the t.v. and then the controller in Hugos hand. "WHAT THE HELL MAN!" Hugo shouts, "Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" Voltaire narrowed his eyes "I thought you were in trouble, I heard screaming and gun fire." Hugo just rolled his eyes.
"Its a game, do they not have these where your from?" he ask, Voltaire moved to the computer "No, they don't. Also if no one comes bursting in thinking your hurt or under attack, then all it does and dull you to the troubles around you." Hugo blinks a moment " Oh well thank you for ripping the fun out of video games." Voltaire shrugged and was searching the computer.
Hugo paused the game and walked over "What are you doing?" Voltaire scratched his beard "I'm trying to find any activity on our friends, but nothing." Hugo raised a brow " Our friends?" Voltaire looked at him "The garnax...." Hugo then remembered " Oh ya... well isn't that a good thing?" Voltaire leans back "Not always, I feel like something bad is coming." Hugo sighed "Yeah thats what I want to hear." moving back to play his game. Voltaire watched him a moment and then back to the computer, he knew something was up, just not sure what.
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