[LOG] WE SOLEMNLY SWEAR THAT WE ARE UP TO NO GOOD

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WHO: Nate and Strad
WHAT: Plotting
WHEN: Period 4 (skipping class woohoo)
WHERE: On the roof of Dorm Building B

After lunch, Nate made his way to the roof of Dorm Building B to wait for Strad. Between the two of them they had some very important details to discuss. Admittedly he was a little nervous because it was the first time he and Strad ever made an attempt to hang out just the two of them, but really what could go wrong? 

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Strad leveled him with the most serious look he could muster with having nothing but fluffy hair to stare at, "None of the songs I have in mind for this are good."

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Nate chuckled, "Well I would certainly hope so. Then they wouldn't be as annoying."

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Strad held up two fingers. "I have two songs in mind. Here," he played the first song for him. It was a remix that anyone on the internet would probably be able to recognize if they were into memes at all.

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Nate sat in stunned silence for a couple of minutes before slowly nodding.

"This is completely awful. It's great."

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Strad grinned, happy to see that Nate could appreciate something that was truly horrible. "I'm glad you like it. Now here's the second song."

The second song was definitely more on the crud side; a different kind of horrible all together. But still a song that Strad was proud to have in the worst way possible.

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Where this guy got these songs Nate had no idea but they were completely awful and exactly what he was looking for.

"They are both gold. Completely terrible but also strangely well made." He tapped the corner of his mouth with his index finger, "I think I would have to pick the first one for this. It is seasonally fitting. We could even color coordinate."

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Strad nodded his head in agreement and grinned at him. Oh, yes. They were going to get along just nice.

"I'm glad we can agree on this," he singsonged. "And now! The storyboard!"

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Nate rubbed his hands together and leaned in.

"The real question now being, do we want to story board in full color?"

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Strad put the back of his hand to his forehead and leaned back slightly in a mock swoon. "Oh my, you sure know the way to a lady's heart, Mr. Nate," he said in a falsetto.

He dropped his hand and picked up his notebook to begin scribbling down columns for Time, Action, and Description.

"Let's get to work, shall we?"

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Nate reached out to catch Strad in his fake swoon, "Careful darlin'. Wouldn't want you hurtin' yourself." He responded in an aggressive southern drawl.

He let go of Strad and dug some colored pencils out of his backpack.

"Let's."

The next couple of hours were dedicated to this wonderful prank. The two of them got so engrossed in creating their storyboard that the only thing that really stopped them from continuing was the fact that the sun had gone down.

[preludetoarepeatoffense]

Strad stretched and stood up on one fluid movement after he finished shoving all of his things into his bag. He didn't really know just how long he had been sitting on the roof, but it was long enough that he had a tingling feeling in his legs that he was pretty sure was not there before.

"Well, that was more fun then I thought it was going to be," he grinned at Nate. "See you next time I suppose?"

He wasn't entirely sure how to do the whole saying goodbye thing. Usually he just walked away from a conversation when he was done with it without saying anything.

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Nate stood when Strad did. Wow yeah he definitely had those painful tingles in his legs. He had been sitting down for way too long. Maybe Strad would leave first and he could stretch his legs a little more without embarrassing himself too much.

"Right? Who would have known that planning out a fireworks show could be so interesting." He nodded, "Yeah. See you next time."

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Strad stood there for a moment longer. Okay, so. This was the right time to leave, right?

He turned on his heels to leave. Leaving being hanging himself off the ledge of the roof and kicking off against the wall to propel himself at a tree a bit away. He caught one of the branches on the tree and swung himself to the safety of the ground before turning to wave one last time up at Nate. A cheerful grin still on his face. He was so pumped for this prank.

He walked away after that, pulling his headphones and iPod out of his bag as he walked. He and Nate were going to have a ton of fun together, he could feel it.