Insomniac's Heaven [open]

[ulric]

[OPEN]

Ulric tapped his chest as he laid in bed, absolutely unable to sleep. A quick look at the clock said it was after 2 a.m. and he was still unable to settle down. Deciding that being awake and doing something was better than being awake and doing nothing, he got out of bed and walked over to his laptop.

Username: hybrid.theory
Password: ********
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He chose to create a chat room and named it Insomniac's Heaven.



hybrid.theory: Eyes burn with no sleep and yet the cogs of the mind refuse to rest. Anyone else up?

[ellie]

Settings: 1 AM, in the guest room of her brother Chad's apartment in London, England. She just arrived yesterday and after a day of pinching and prodding by various people,wasn't tired at all. The wedding is in 9 days and she still has no clue why he dragged her to England so early. Her other family members were coming in three days.... not nine days earlier. Quietly, she grabs her laptop off the floor where she left it, and flips it open on her bed, hoping anyone from France - one hour ahead of her. She clicks a few buttons and within moments, sees an open chat room. Quickly realizing it's someone she knows, she starts typing.

Tag: OPEN

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xwork.of.art has entered the chat room

xwork.of.art: ulric!

[ulric]

hybrid.theory: oh, thank God! Ellie!
hybrid.theory: My salvation from boredom.
hybrid.theory: You still in dear ol' England?

[ellie]

xwork.of.art: yepp. still in england.
xwork.of.art: I hate it. I have no clue how I lived here for most of my life.
xwork.of.art: all of my old friend's that are back home from school have all changed and they're pestering me to get drunk with them and stuff. endlessly annoying..... annd they have no clue why I, ELLIEEE, turned down a good party... ><
xwork.of.art: and then all my future sister in law's keep on pinching my cheeks and telling me how cute I am. It's ok when it's like.... some dying old lady, but it gets a BIT freaky when a fourty year old guy who thinks he's so cool does it.
xwork.of.art: one word - PERVERT.
xwork.of.art: god I miss Francee....
xwork.of.art: ANYWAYS, how are you? How's life since I left you?

[ulric]

hybrid.theory: Well, France's shine dulled a bit when you left.
hybrid.theory: But yeah...Ellie not want to party? Something is wrong in the world!
hybrid.theory: Ew. 40 year old pervert?
hybrid.theory: Want me to beat him up? lol.
hybrid.theory: As for my world...it's going down fast.
hybrid.theory: Just found out my father got a job here in France and is moving the family.
hybrid.theory: Whatcha wanna bet I get blackmailed into moving in with them again?
hybrid.theory: *looks around longingly at awesome flat*

[ellie]

xwork.of.art: yepp. still in england.
xwork.of.art: of course France would have dulled without me : P
xwork.of.art: I'm that special
xwork.of.art: >< You knoowww I'm trying to turn over a new leaf. Worked for a bit at the beginning of the year.... stopped working halfway through. And I'm trying again. It's impossibly hard actually. Argh. But I would prefer to get drunk when I know someone will at least deposit me outside my dorm room by the end of the night.
xwork.of.art: nooo.... he's going to become my.... uncle in law? I think anyways. The bitch my brother's marrying won't want to marry him anymore if you beat up her uncle >< or her dad? or her grandfather? he's one of those.
xwork.of.art: omg ulric.... that totally....
xwork.of.art: don't let them blackmail you out of your flat!
xwork.of.art: I have paintbrushes if you want to use them for protection : P

[ulric]

hybrid.theory: Paintbrushes? o.O
hybrid.theory: lol...dunno how that can protect me, but ok.
hybrid.theory: Living with my parents. *shudder*
hybrid.theory: I thought I finally escaped that.
hybrid.theory: But my lil' sis, Rini, says she's pretty sure that's why they've come to France.
hybrid.theory: Something about...um...me getting into too much trouble. >
hybrid.theory: Rini and mum I can stand, but dad....ugh.
hybrid.theory: Dad and I get along as well as petrol and a match.