Post by ZACHARY MICHAEL WINCHESTER on Jan 11, 2014 10:44:33 GMT -8
Home! That's where Zach was going, come hell, high water, or dragons and...other bad things. He was going home. He had been in Brazil for almost a month. Not that he minded Brazil of course. It was great! Macaws screaming in the treetops, lily pads so big you could sit in them, and not to mention some very beautiful people. But there's only so long you can spend countries away from friends and family before you needed a visit. And that was precisely what he needed.
After he had gone back to his house in London and unpacked all his things, he waited a moment. Visit. He wanted to visit someone. Who was he going to visit? Ez was still in school at that point, though he knew she wouldn't be at all opposed to a surprise show ups. He'd of course visit their parents. But he wanted to see someone he hadn't in awhile. One of those long overdue kind of things! Then it hit him,quite literally as he smacked his hand to his forehead.
"Rian! Of course!" He hadn't seen him in...blimey had to be atleast a year. Definitely overdue. Beyond overdue. Changing and, phwoar... definitely showering first and then changing, he got dressed and rummaged through his bags. Pulling out a distressingly over stuffed address book, he flipped through the pages.
"Rian..rian..Riiiiaaaannnnn..Ahah!" He smacked his for finger to the page and scribbled the address on his palm hastily. He really hoped Rian still lived there. Tossing the book on a table, he stood and grabbed his bag, slinging over his shoulder. He apparated to the general area, part where he knew and properly remembered and went in search of the correct street. He'd of popped right to his house, but Zachs head was stuffed to bursting with places and couldn't quite remember which image was the one he was needing to think of.
After a few shoddy directions and more than one accidental distraction, he found the street and scanned for the number. "Nope. No. Uh uh. Good lord am I there yet? Oh. I am..fancy that." He grinned to himself as he walked up to the door. Moment of truth, he'd either knock and be met with Rian, or he'd knock and be met with some batty old bird with 20 cats and rollers in her hair. Well, either way it certainly wouldn't be a dull moment, so there was that. He shrugged and smiled widely, he wasn't going to knock at all.
Stepping away from the door and looking up at a window, he cupped his hands around his mouth and took a deep breath.
"RIAN LEWIS! THIS IS THE FUN POLICE, COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP AND TROUSERS DOWN, YOU SEXY DEVIL!" He shouted, laughing. A few doors opened on the block and a few curtains were pulled to the side. Zach simply waved and beamed at the onlookers.
After he had gone back to his house in London and unpacked all his things, he waited a moment. Visit. He wanted to visit someone. Who was he going to visit? Ez was still in school at that point, though he knew she wouldn't be at all opposed to a surprise show ups. He'd of course visit their parents. But he wanted to see someone he hadn't in awhile. One of those long overdue kind of things! Then it hit him,quite literally as he smacked his hand to his forehead.
"Rian! Of course!" He hadn't seen him in...blimey had to be atleast a year. Definitely overdue. Beyond overdue. Changing and, phwoar... definitely showering first and then changing, he got dressed and rummaged through his bags. Pulling out a distressingly over stuffed address book, he flipped through the pages.
"Rian..rian..Riiiiaaaannnnn..Ahah!" He smacked his for finger to the page and scribbled the address on his palm hastily. He really hoped Rian still lived there. Tossing the book on a table, he stood and grabbed his bag, slinging over his shoulder. He apparated to the general area, part where he knew and properly remembered and went in search of the correct street. He'd of popped right to his house, but Zachs head was stuffed to bursting with places and couldn't quite remember which image was the one he was needing to think of.
After a few shoddy directions and more than one accidental distraction, he found the street and scanned for the number. "Nope. No. Uh uh. Good lord am I there yet? Oh. I am..fancy that." He grinned to himself as he walked up to the door. Moment of truth, he'd either knock and be met with Rian, or he'd knock and be met with some batty old bird with 20 cats and rollers in her hair. Well, either way it certainly wouldn't be a dull moment, so there was that. He shrugged and smiled widely, he wasn't going to knock at all.
Stepping away from the door and looking up at a window, he cupped his hands around his mouth and took a deep breath.
"RIAN LEWIS! THIS IS THE FUN POLICE, COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP AND TROUSERS DOWN, YOU SEXY DEVIL!" He shouted, laughing. A few doors opened on the block and a few curtains were pulled to the side. Zach simply waved and beamed at the onlookers.