This is not the impression he wanted [/Anthony]

[Leolyn Starr]

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The flight had been long. It was a long dangerous flight and he hated every single second of it. Being off the ground made him antsy enough, but then flying to a place that had just been hit with a hurricane, was ten times worse. It was like all his fears, combined into one day. So all he wanted to do was check in, and pass out on his bed.

That wasn't what had happened. What had happened was he got lost, found his way to the girls' dorms, was ushered out, before finally finding his own. Then add in every time the thunder struck, he would crouch for a moment and then look around. Not the best way to start things off in a new place. So he unlocked the door, turned the lights on (although it wasn't completely necessary). He took a quick look around and claimed his bed, the one next to the wall and farthest away from the closet. He also made sure that the windows were tightly shut, no water in this room, and no breaking glass. He set his stuff down and he was fine, the wind was sort of dying down, along with, he hoped, the hurricane.

That was until a particularly sharp burst of thunder made him crouch, and duck under his bed. He shimmied underneath, before attempting to reach up and pull the pillow off to cover his head with. Though in the attempt he managed to pull the rest of his stuff onto the floor with a loud thump, which made made him jump and hit his head on the bottom of the bed and spill most of his personals all over the part of the floor near him.

"Sonofabitch." He cursed rubbing the back of his hair, feeling for blood. He sighed partly in relief and partly in frustration, before sagging against the floor. Well this was a complete mess. His room mate was going to come in here, see him on the floor, and think that he was completely stupid. Which wasn't the impression he wanted to leave with the male he was going to be sharing a room with.

He let out another sigh, somethings couldn't be helped. There was no way he was going to crawl out from under this bed. It was away from the window, which might break with the wind outside. He closed those bright blue eyes of his, tensing whenever he heard a strike of thunder.

Maybe he would get lucky, and his room mate wouldn't show up at all.

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[Anthony Cooper]

Early evening hours?
Ohyeah, that meant Anthony was out and about for sure.

As he normally managed to accomplish, the boy had slept through pretty much the entire day, nestled comfortably in his plush bed which happened to be the closest to the window. Only just the hour before had he roused from his regular slumber, the nocturnal animal inside of him stirring and ready to become active just when most other students were winding down. And so, Tony was just on his way back from the cafeteria, a bag of sunchips cradled in one hand while the other occasionally dipped inside of the loud bag and fished out a chip to guide it to his mouth with a satisfied crunch. Given the time of night it was, somewhere around.. oh, maybe eight o'clock or so he figured, Anthony hadn't bothered changing out of the clothes he'd slept in before he'd made his adventure to the vending machine for his snack.

Even if other students -were- around, which some were, their presence didn't bother him so much. And they seemed not to really pay him any mind. Tony had been at the school for quite some time now, and his routine walks at odd hours of the late night and early morning were nothing out of the ordinary for the students who'd been around just as long as he had, if not longer. As a top, he wore one of his favorite graphic American Eagle shirts, sporting the colors of a smokey gray, orange, and white as it kind of clung to his slim yet toned figure. A pair of black basketball shorts hugged his hips and hung all the way down to his knees, the mesh material swishing lightly as his legs switched while he walked. Up top of the shirt, though, a slightly bulky black Ke$ha hoodie hid the graphic T below it, providing warmth from his body as it kept him at an even temperature. Nothing too hot.

Sporting a pair of plaid slippers, he took his time up the stairs back towards the boy's dorm halls while tossing another crunchy chip into his mouth, sliding a finger or two inside as he licked the remains off. Tony would have much rathered a carton of blueberries as his waking up snack, but, those weren't available via vending machines, so he was out of luck there. Phone was tucked away securely in the front pouch of his hoodie, purple case keeping the iphone well protected. And stylish, in his opinion. Tony's hair for the moment though... not as stylish as it usually was. It had that 'just rolled out of bed look because I did' kind of air to it, the black long strands ticking out in odd ends and ways. Not that it looked bad, but for him, he couldn't care enough to do something with it before walking out of the dorm that late evening, and so had left it as it was.

Finally reaching room number 113, he looked around briefly as a thunder crack sounded overhead. Storms weren't frightened by him, to say the least. If anything, he almost appreciated them. The rain often times brought down the ridiculous heat of the island that it always had in the summer time to make it much more cool and forgiving to his red panda counter part. Able to ignore it, he stopped at the dorm and fished out his room key from around his neck that he kept on a chain. For safe keeping. Not like he really needed to. Anthony had had his own dorm for a couple years now, and was used to not having any pesky roommates to touch his stuff or screw everything up. Still, though, he liked to take precautions, and slid the key into the door handle and gave it a turn.

Only to find that the room was already unlocked.

Alarmed, the boy nearly chocked on the chip that he had been sucking dry against the roof of his mouth as he eagerly opened the door. Slowly, though. I'll be damned if someone broke in here and busted something of mine... came the bitter thought as he stepped into the room, eyes automatically looking over his bed and the stuff he had around the dresser. Not that Tony didn't mind company, but he was a naturally territorial sort of person. And the mere thought of someone snooping around his things was only asking for trouble. Seeing that his personals remained untouched, the boy let out an audible sigh of relief as he let the door close behind him, and started making his way over to his bed. "For a minute there.." he mused to himself, chuckling as he sat on the edge of his un-made bed.

Blinking, then, he looked across the dorm room just ahead of him, noticing various objects scattered before him on the floor. Things that.. weren't his. His obnoxiously bright, icy blue eyes followed the trail back to the bed that was against the wall, directly opposite from his current position. And there, huddled just under the mattress and pressed against the floor, was a person. But, no, not just any person. A new person. A face he didn't recognize. Unsure if he should be outraged that he'd gotten stuck with a roommate his junior year or excited about the opportunity to finally get another guy friend around, Tony did what came natural as he stared at the other stranger relentlessly.

"So... who the hell are you?" he asked, no tone of malice in his words. Honest curiosity, despite the way that it had come out. Anthony often had a hard time phrasing things in a way that wouldn't hurt people's feelings or anything, and instead resorted to just telling it how it was and speaking his mind 24/7. Both a wonderful and dangerous thing. It was hard to see the other male's features very well from under the bed, given the shadow, but the scent of fear was in the air, and it wasn't coming from him. That was certain. Shifting on the bed, Tony rose momentarily to scoot one of his legs under him as he sat down on this, his hand still clutching the half-eaten bag of chips as his attention never left the other student.

Man, this was going to be a long, long night.

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[Leolyn Starr]

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The male cringed hearing soft padded footsteps and the eventual click of the door opening. He sucked in a breath and held it, hoping that the current event would soon be over. Maybe if he stayed silent enough, he wouldn't be found hiding under his bed. Hahaha. What a joke, he was in a place that was chalk full of shifters. Of course he was going to get found.

He got his hopes up for a moment, staying as silent as possible, not moving, hardly breathing, watching slippered feet pad across the room, making sure that nothing had been moved. It wasn't until the other sat on the bed, and Leo heard the springs creak, was he noticed.

"So...who the hell are you?"

He paused, thinking about it for a moment. He couldn't very well stay hidden under the bed, not with someone else in the room. Not when the other had already spotted him. Not when the dust was, getting all up in his sensitive nose.

He tensed feeling another wave of thunder, ducking his head closer to the floor, eyes closed tightly. He took a few deep breaths to try and calm himself, before sneezing and hitting his head, yet again, on the bed.

"Bitch! Ow!" He cringed again."I might actually be bleeding this time." He complained, meeting the other boy's eyes.

So, now it was time to make the choice, come out from under the bed, and explain who he was. Or stay under the bed and explain who he was and look like a total pansy.

He let out an exasperated sigh as he shimmied out from under his bed and stood up. He glanced over his body, and attempted to wipe all the dust and fuzz off of his white button up shirt, tight enough to show a hint of muscles, and brown leather jacket, still slightly wet from the rain. How ever completely ignored his still damp, slightly
tight blue jeans.

"Well frick." He said biting his lip lightly as he looked at his jacket."I wonder when the last time anyone cleaned under there. I'm never going to be able to clean these. Like when you're wet, the dirt gets imbeded.." He paused mid-sentence, and stared out the window, clearly flinching when the thunder struck.

He closed those blazing eyes, took a few more deep breaths before looking at the other male. "I, the hell, am Leolyn Starr. Your new roommate." He said glancing out the window again. "You must think me as a total creep." He explained looking at the other boy, running a hand through his black fluffy black hair.

"I'm honestly completely terrified of thunder." He explained. "And so I hid under the bed, because um..Actually I can't give you a good reason for being under the bed. But um..I chose this bed, because it was away from the window and I don't want the window to break cause of the hurricane." He attempted to explain, trying to not tense every time something loud hit, nearby. "But I'm new and I'm sorry the first impression is of me cowering under my bed. but I've had sort of a rough day. With a flight and then the storm and getting lost and..." He trailed off looking at the floor."So...Nice to meet you." He attempted flashing his most charming smile at the other boy, while holding out his hand.

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[Anthony Cooper]

And so Tony sat on his comfy perch, one slippered foot crossed under him as his light weight rest on top. Ultramarine eyes hardly blinked as he stared down at the cowering boy before him. He wasn't sure if he should be rolling around on the ground right now, laughing hysterically or feeling some sort of pity for the 'intruder' and help him out. ...Nahh. That wasn't his style so much, but he did give an unexpected amused chuckle once he heard the violent bump from under the bed. "Bitch! Ow!" Yup, sounded like he knocked his head under the wooden boards beneath the bed. "I think I might actually be bleeding this time." Anthony had to fight every ounce of his body as it screamed for him to just die, right there, in a fit of laughter.

The shifter wasn't heartless, though, regardless of the impression he gave to most people. An amused smirk instead graced his lips as he flung another sunchip into his mouth, sucking this one dry too before crunching away at it and swallowing. He then sighed and rolled his eyes. "Aww, poor baby.." he light mock-teased, that smirk still evident as he sat the bag of chips down beside him on his pillow.
"Well get out from under there, you nut! And I'm going to take a hunch and assume your precious little head isn't bleeding." He meant it all in good, teasing fun but sometimes Anthony's sarcasm could rub people the wrong way. Especially if they were new. Or, rather, new to him.

And then, either with the guidance of his words or without them, he spotted the male start to drag himself out from under the probably disgusting bed, and hop up to his feet. Had Tony been eating another chip, he just might've choked on this one too. The other was quite tall -- it looked like he was a bit taller than himself. That was the first thing he noticed. "I wonder when the last time anyone cleaned under there. I'm never going to be able to clean these. Like when you're wet, the dirt gets imbeded.." Then came the clothes; covered in nasty dust particles but even from the distance of his bed he could tell the general quality of the garments. And they looked pretty expensive, or at least high quality.

He gathered either one of three things about the stranger, each of them far fetched in their own way: he either 1) saved up all his precious little money to buy that one particular outfit, which meant that his others were probably not so stylish. 2) inherited the clothes from some dead relative or something (this thought made Tony visibly wince with creeped-outness). Or, 3) the boy had cash to blow. Anthony wasn't one to think and formulate ideas and plans or figure things out, that much was sure. What he -was- good at, though, was actually executing the plan to a T, going undetected and going about his way flawlessly. Hence why his hypothesizes about the stranger were so widely spread apart. Snapping out of his analysis of the other's clothes, he made his own reply back. Voice just as smooth as usual, "I don't think the janitors planned on having such-" wait, was that a hint of.. muscle under that shirt? "-grown people under there to hide whenever something scary happens. But you'll live. It's just dust."

His calculated inspection of the other continued as his eyes trailed up towards the face, taking in the details and making note of the fluffy looking hair with the bits of dustbunnies sticking to it. Tony doubted he even knew they were there. Deciding to wait to point it out, his attention flicked back down to the other's blue eyes as he noticed his mouth was opening to speak. What, was he going to complain and moan about how the floor was carpet and not wooden floored? "I, the hell, am Leolyn Starr. Your new roommate." And there, two things happened. But not necessarily at the same time. The first thing to happen was his heart seizing up in his chest, stopping dead cold at the announcement. As if his worst fears had come alive, Tony felt his jaw open a tad in pure shock. After all the years he'd put into this school, this was how he was being thanked?! This was his "Have a nice Junior year!" present?

Starting to feel light headed about having to share a room that had rightfully been his for the past few years, Tony shoved the thought aside and swept it under a mental rug for later. The second thing that had happened was his challenging smirk formed into one of an appreciative grin, taking note of the way this Starr fellow had responded back to his own otherwise challenging statement. Good. So it sounded like either the male could handle himself against the onslaught of words that were no doubt going to be passed from Tony to his new 'roommate' in all the time he assumed they'd be spending together, or, he could take a heavy dose of sarcasm well. Or maybe neither of the two? Who could say. And then, before Anthony could open his mouth to reply, it quickly shut again as it appeared the other wasn't done.

And so, the red panda shift continued to sit there on the bed, resisting the urge to get a glazed over look in his eyes as the other poured out his confessions and his story for the day on how he'd gotten here. Oh, so he was brand spanking new huh? Fresh off the flight and ferry boat on over. And the thunder explained his scent of fear practically radiating off his body. "So... nice to meet you." Then came the slaughter; damn he had a nice smile! Tony felt his heart shrivel up and melt into the pit of his stomach as the clearly practiced smile washed over him, but he was careful not to let any of it show. Anthony was still confused which side of the salad bar he ate on - if there was a preference at all - and this... this grin wasn't helping him decide in the slightest. Keeping his jaw locked and face set, Tony easily tucked away that 'fawning school-girl' look and hopped off of his bed and shuffled over to shake his hand.

Outstretching his own, Tony clasped his hand around the other's and gave it a single pump before arching a brow and grinning himself; not as charming as the other's, but it had this coy, sly undertone in it that was a trademark of his. "Anthony Cooper, but Tony's fine.." he trailed off, looking up at the hair as he reached up and plucked one of the dustbunnies with his forefinger and thumb. Bringing it back down to his face, he inspected it momentarily then flicked it away as he turned to march back to his bed; his perch. Laying on his back this time, he looked over to the boy - who looked a bit older than he was - with his arms folded behind his head, one knee propped up in an arch. "So, any other weird.. habits I should know about you, roomie?" Emphasis was put on the last word as her used a finger from behind his head to play with his soft hair. "Y'know, the whole "I sleepwalk and try to kill people in my sleep" kind of thing that people forget to mention until it's...too late." A grin, then, as he showed he was kidding.

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[Leolyn Starr]

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" Aw. Poor baby."
He watched as the other put the crinkly bag of fake chips on the pillow.
"Well get out from under there, you nut! And I'm going to take a hunch and assume your precious little head isn't bleeding."

The taller male gave him a look of, 'Your sarcasm doesn't amuse me' as he crawled out from under the bed. "No, it isn't this time, but I may get a concussion if this weather keeps up." He growled lightly, rubbing his head slightly.

Now that he was standing he could see the other boy far more clearly. He had those green-blue eyes that weren't sure if they were blue or green, and kind of reminded him of the ocean on a bright day. The other boy's attire was not one that he was going to participate in. Didn't he know that a dollar sign wasn't a good substitute for an s? And anyone who thought it was, was off their rocker. Though he had to admit that the 'Waking up each morning feeling like P.Diddy' song was rather catchy and always got stuck in his head, even if he didn't know the title.

"I don't think the janitors planned on having such, grown people under there to hide whenever something scary happens. But you'll live. It's just dust."

"Yeah, well people should be more considerate to 'grown people'. Plus it is a major health risk. " He paused thinking about it for a minute. "Along with dust and other things, there could be like wood-mites and bed bugs and stuff. So it isn't just dust, but I'll probably live any way." He snarked back, lightly, rolling his eyes.

Blue eyes watched the other boy, looking for some sort of reaction to anything he had said. What he did notice was the small change in breath, a hint of panic possibly? Which meant that probably the other wasn't used to sharing a room with anyone, let alone someone older than him, and he was clearly territorial by the way he checked his stuff.

There was a pause as he watched the other boy, melt by his smile. He'd seen it in the eyes of girls everywhere, but watching guys melt happened few and far between. It was actually kind of cute to watch the other slide into mush before attempting to hide it. Which, if Leo was paying attention (Which he clearly was) wasn't going to work. He wasn't a psych major for nothing, and Psychology was all about reading people. So maybe he could earn a few bonus points with the other..

He gripped the Red Panda boy's hand, firmly but not enough to be over powering. And wow, soft skin..He met the other boy's eyes again, and smiled. This was bound to be an interesting relationship. If anything, mischief was something that they were going to share, and if the boy was so easily swayed by his smile and a few words, then it would be so easy to manipulate him. If he wanted, but he was definitely going to need to learn more, before he could use it to any real advantage, and he was going to have to test it.


"Anthony Cooper, but Tony's fine.."

He almost flinched as the other, slightly shorter boy, pulled a piece of fluff from his hair, and inspected it before turning around and laying on his own bed again.

"Pleasure to meet you, Tony." He said sincerely, with a slight nod of his head, before taking off his jacket, and laying it gently across his bed. He then proceeded to crouch down, kneeling on one knee, and began picking his stuff up, and placing it back in his bag. He pulled out a white t-shirt and his red pajama pants, dotted with black stars, before closing it and also placing it into his bed.

"So, any other weird.. habits I should know about you, roomie? Y'know, the whole "I sleepwalk and try to kill people in my sleep" kind of thing that people forget to mention until it's...too late."

He let out a snort of laughter and shook his head."No, no sleep walking, or killing for that matter, as far as I know." He said as he turned around and pulled off his wet, and dirty, shirt holding it in his hands for a moment, as he watched the others reaction.

"Weird?" He thought about it for a minute. "I like to lay in the sun, but that is mostly my shifted side. Anything you can attribute to a cat, applies for me. Including my passion for meat and milk, but again I get really sick if I eat too much of it. The milk products, not the meat. That would suck." He said with a shrug, turning around again and putting the shirt on the floor near the head of his bed. He then proceeded to put the dry shirt on and shimmy out of his damp pants, revealing black, soft cotton boxers. He also made sure to half watch the other boy's reaction, fully knowing that he was totally being a tease. He had a good response geared up if the other boy asked what he was doing.

"What about you?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow at the boy, while he had an internal debate about actually putting on the pants he had pulled out of his bag.

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[Anthony Cooper]

Just when Tony thought the seemingly endless string of complaints were over, it appeared the other seemingly older boy had more up his sleeve. "No, it isn't this time, but I may get a concussion if this weather keeps up." A concussion? Really? Anthony had to pin his lips together tightly to keep from cracking a grin, for it seemed like this Leolyn fellow was actually quite serious. The boy wasn't sure whether he was going to be like this 24/7 or not, what with all these pansy complaints and whatnot. Perhaps it had something to do with the thunder going on outside, which he'd mentioned earlier was a grand ol' fear of his. Anthony could only hope that he hadn't been roomed with a girly-guy, but the strings of clear irritation coming his way seemed to suggest otherwise. Good.

"Yeah, well people should be more considerate to 'grown people'. Plus it is a major health risk. Along with dust and other things, there could be like wood-mites and bed bugs and stuff. So it isn't just dust, but I'll probably live any way." came the slightly harsh reply, but Tony just snickered quietly to himself, thinking of all the various forms of pranks he might be able to pull concerning just dust if Leolyn was this caught up about it. Guess you'll be needing a new hiding spot.. came the thought to himself. Then, currently lounging on his bed, Tony remembered the bag of chips he had suddenly. Jerking upwards in a quick, fluent motion he twisted his spine to look behind him as his ears picked up on the other shuffling around with his things on the floor. Paying him no mind, his own wild blue eyes scanned the bed eagerly, hunting for his chips bag. And there, in a crumpled heap, was the bag; completely squashed from his head on the pillow.

Pouting, Anthony made the rest of his body turn around to face the grave site, sitting on his legs as his slippered feet poked out behind him. Both delicate hands reached down to scoop the crinkled bag of chips pitifully, silently thanking that no crumbs had escaped onto his pillow. With his lower lip poked out ever so slightly, Tony turned the bag over to peer inside and see what the damage was. Crushed. Totally crushed. Every perfectly ruffled sunchip had been broken up into five or more pieces, and it looked like a train wreck inside of his bag. Clearly upset and totally forgetting that he wasn't alone in the room, Tony groaned and reached over his bed to put the chips on his nightstand; unable to eat them in their broken state. His lean body stretched out over the length of his bed while he plopped the bag of unwanted chips down, his Ke$ha "Kiss and Tell" hoodie riding up some as it exposed part of his back.

Just as the chips made contact with the table, the red panda boy heard his forgotten roommate's voice pick up somewhere from behind in the room, "No, no sleep walking, or killing for that matter, as far as I know." Tony flipped his head over his shoulder to comment on this, and nearly dropped cold on the bed from what he saw. He blinked once. Twice. And then for the hell of it a final time as his brain worked like wild fire. Had he been half dressed this whole time? No, no of course not. They were just talking about the dust in his clothes a moment before, which lead Tony to believe that he'd only just stripped the soggy shirt off, judging by it being cradled in his arms. Had he known that his roomie was in Psychology, Tony would have given up trying to hide his emotions from the get-go. Lying was something he was flawless at; but hiding his emotions from someone clearly -trained- to look for them? A fool's errand.

But damn, he couldn't help but notice the fleshy body just over his shoulder, only able to see the back and part of the other's side given the position he was still stretched out in. Trying to recover from his momentary loss of words, Tony quickly looked back down at the pillow below him, scooped it up, and flopped back down on his rear on the bed. He placed the pillow in his lap, then proceeded to reach back over and snatch the outcasted chips back in his grip to keep himself distracted, looking into the crumpled pile as he dug out a few decent looking pieces. "Good, good. Then I guess I won't have to do anything drastic and make sure you're strapped in the bed at night so you don't try anything... killer-ish." A grin, then, as he kept his eyes trained on the bundle of chips in his hands, clearly trying not to look but finding it to be a bit of a strain. Before his eyes could disobey his will power, Tony quickly flipped his head back, propped open his mouth, and used his hand to drop the chips inside, giving a more or less satisfied crunch.

It wasn't the taste so much he was thankful for this time, more along the lines of the fact he had something to distract him from the clearly more muscled body than his own standing half naked in the room that used to be just his. Dropping his hand at his side while his neck continued to be exposed, head still cocking upwards, he thought a couple of things over. Since this Leo guy - he preferred to shorten the name for sake of laziness - was his new roommate now, and he clearly had no problems shedding a shirt in front of him, did that mean this sort of behavior was to be expected.. all the time? The thought was rather amusing, actually, as his head remained tilted back, lids closed over his vibrant eyes. He even managed half a smile at the idea. Yeah.. I could get used to that, he mused, and tilted his chin back down and opened his eyes, rolling his tongue over the corners of his mouth to gather any of the chip residue.

And there, no longer shirtless, came the pants drop. His once, shriveled up heart now proceeded to explode in his chest as Tony failed at trying to direct his eyes elsewhere. His heart rate stated to increase slightly as his free hand gripped the bed sheets tightly, gathering the cloth up in his hand as he squeezed. These are -not- thoughts a normal straight guy should have! he thought bitterly to himself, finally pulling his eyes back up to the other's to notice that he was still watching him. Was he.. expecting a reaction? "I like to lay in the sun, but that is mostly my shifted side. Anything you can attribute to a cat, applies for me. Including my passion for meat and milk, but again I get really sick if I eat too much of it. The milk products, not the meat. That would suck."

Finally finding his voice again, Tony regained himself (somewhat) and tried to ignore the thoughts that were bombarding his mind, focusing his attention on the other's face. "Oh, so you're a house cat, huh?" he teased lightly, nodding his head some. "I would have expected something a little more... bigger, given your size." Wait! Damnit, no, that's not what he meant. "Of..." Think, Tony, think! "Muscles, I mean." ..Sly, Sherlock. Real smooth. Mentally groaning, he made note of the other's like of meat. Perking up at this, he decided he might as well ask the question now. "Do you like fish at all?" If Leo answered yes, or any form there of, Tony would certainly have to use him as his own guinea pig when it came to the dishes he often made concerning fish and sea-food alike. It was one of his shift's favorite types of meat, so naturally he cooked it often. Not that he didn't know how to make other things."I'm majoring in Culinary, s'why I ask." came the explanation.

Still finding it difficult to ignore the less clothed other, Tony only took moments to think it over once the question was directed at him to save himself the silence and a chance to screw up his thoughts. Again. "Nothing weird to me, anyways. I sleep through most of the day if not all of it usually, and stay up at night and the early dawn." He shrugged his shoulders, clearly thinking nothing of it. "My shift's a red panda, so they're sneaky creatures. You won't have to worry about me waking you up at night; ...often." He flashed a grin before he was nearly overwhelmed with the situation. Throwing his free hand up in the air, he groaned once more. "Dang it, man, we do have a bathroom, you know." Came the sudden rush, throwing in a taste of annoyance and irritation on his tone for good measure. "Which is perfectly suitable for changing clothes in, might I add." He dropped the hint heavily. Truth be told, Tony wouldn't have minded at all if Leo decided to just change out in the open for now on.

He wouldn't argue. Mentally, of course.

Jabbing his raised arm towards the door to the bathroom in the corner to make his point, he looked back towards Leo with a hard stare, trying to appear as annoyed as possible. "Hell, the door works and everything." Frustrated, and more confused on his preference even more so than before, Tony quickly jumped up from the bed, bringing his chips with him as he started to drag some of his suitcases out of the closet to give the other some closet space, should he decide to use it. Just busy work to keep his thoughts straight.

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Leo managed to hide the annoyance at the other boy and that stupid crinkly chip bag. For one those chips were beyond gross, for two, they were getting far more attention then he was. Which wasn't okay if he was going to test Tony's reactions. Plus the crinkling was irritating.

He might just have to steal the bag. More things to test. This was going to be a lot of fun. Not only did the two have to share a room, but the other boy was clearly conflicted on which side of the gender scale he preferred to be with.

Essentially Leo got a new toy to play with, which made him grin. How long would it take for Tony to notice that he was being used? If he was sneaky about it then it would be a while, or the other may not even notice. Psychology was the best field ever!

"Good, good. Then I guess I won't have to do anything drastic and make sure you're strapped in the bed at night so you don't try anything... killer-ish."

And the boy was doing everything in his power to not look at him, which meant that he hit a nerve. The chips were a cleverly placed distraction. Which meant that he was going to have to steal the bag. No questions asked. And seeing as the boy had to pick out a few of the chips, it meant that it was mostly crumbs in it. Which meant that he could get away with eating one and not completely cringe at the taste.

He let out a chuckle."I'm not really that into bondage, but if you would feel safer strapping me down, then go for it." He said with a smirk and a slightly raised eyebrow. He watched the other tip his head back and deposit the chips, before licking his lips. He also noticed the boy's half smile, of pleasure. He doubted it was about the chips though.

Then there came the other boy gripping the sheets, and clear change of breath. Leo smirked, he had won this game. If he had been closer he might have even been able to hear the other boy's heart, which would have amused him even more.

He stood in silence, watching the boy's reaction, waiting for an answer to his question. The other boy clearly distressed in the best sort of way. He resisted the urge to say 'Cat got your tongue?' but made a mental note of how funny it would have been to an outside had he said it.

"Oh, so you're a house cat, huh?"
He gave a small nod.
"I would have expected something a little more... bigger, given your size. Of...Muscles, I mean."

He couldn't resist letting out a laugh at the other boy's words. Oh yes, he had won and he was proud of it. The other boy was at a complete loss of words and the only thing that came out were Freudian slips.

"Mm. Size isn't all that matters. It's the way that you use it." He chided smirk crossing his features. God the other one looked as if he was going to die, then and there.

"Do you like fish at all? I'm majoring in Culinary, s'why I ask."

"Do I like fish?" He looked surprised at the question, before he remembered that he had been messing with the boy's mental processes. "Course I do. I /love/ sushi. And well any kind of meat really. Cats are the only true carnivores. They don't need to eat anything but meat, except for the occasional bit of grass, but even then not that often. I on the other hand do not like veggies, except for tomatoes. Fruits are okay, but I don't really like those either." He explained.

Culinary major, huh? That would come in handy for sure, more so since he was cooking fish and probably other meats of delicious. The thought was making him hungrier then he already was, and his stomach let out a grumble of protest.

"I'm majoring in Psychology. Which really shouldn't shock you." He said coolly, ignoring his stomach for the moment.

"Nothing weird to me, anyways. I sleep through most of the day if not all of it usually, and stay up at night and the early dawn. My shift's a red panda, so they're sneaky creatures. You won't have to worry about me waking you up at night; ...often."

"A red Panda, eh?" He questioned, resisting the urge to make a comment about him like Tony had.

"Ha. I have sensitive ears, and am a light sleeper. Though I can usually go back to sleep." He explained with a shrug, and a nod, making mental notes about the other's shift. He would have to go to the library and learn more about red pandas.

He watched as the other threw his free hand up in the air, and groaned once more."Dang it, man, we do have a bathroom, you know. Which is perfectly suitable for changing clothes in, might I add. Hell, the door works and everything."

He smirked as the other boy attempted to cover up his feelings, with real frustration and fake annoyance. Maybe he ought to actually go put on real clothes, but it wasn't like he planned to go any where else for the rest of the night and he hadn't worn a shirt to bed in god knows how long.

"Yeah but..." He paused bending down to pick up his damp jeans and put them with his shirt. "This is my normal bed attire." He said pouting lightly. "Well minus the shirt." He added as an after thought, before stalking towards the other boy, suitcase in hand. He tensed lightly as he walked near the closet, resisting the flow of bad images, and instead focusing on the other boy.

He set his stuff down and walked close enough to steal the bag of chips. He took a look at the bag and chose a chip that was large enough for effect, but not large enough to annoy the other. He placed it in his mouth, chewing, before putting his fingers in his mouth to lick off the rest of the topping that had been left behind.

"God I haven't eaten since I left really." He offered in his defense.

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[Anthony Cooper]

Tony shuffled around in the closet as best he could, given he only had one hand to work with. What with the other still holding his chips. The bag had to be less than half full, but there were still a couple of good pieces left inside of it. He would have much preferred blueberries than these but, hey. You work with what you've got. Perhaps he'd have to take a trip to the mall tomorrow and buy himself a stash or something. Just to satisfy his desire. Lacing one hand around one suitcase full of mix-matched items, such as his hair straightener, personals, a lock picking set, etc he tugged this across the carpeted floor and bent his knees while he shoved it under his bed. Behind him the smug voice of Leo rang clear and strong, "I'm not really that into bondage, but if you would feel safer strapping me down, then go for it."

This guy was a beast. That was all there was to it. Knowing his face couldn't be seen, Tony hung his head a moment and swung it from side to side slowly. Thoughts worse than before clouded his thinking, and he needed to find a way to get rid of them. Soon. Nearly forgetting that they were in the middle of a hurricane, the flash of a lightning strike lit up the sky out the window over his bed, and not too long after the boom of thunder's unforgiving foot slammed down over the school; making it quiver slightly. He looked up towards the window, a smirk on his face as he turned his head back over his shoulder at Leo, peeking at him and eager for a reaction at the noise. "Hah. You're funny." He dryly laughed, then turned back to shoving the square luggage under his bed. "I might just have to, what with you hiding in odd places from this storm." Then, tossing his head over his shoulder once again, he shot the older other a glare, no real intention behind it. "Don't expect me to just let you climb into my bed if you get scared, either." he warned, actually regretting his words as he pushed off of the ground and marched back to the closet.

Poor Anthony's mind was racing at this point, leaping this way and tugging that way. Why was this so hard for him to ignore? Tony had seen plenty of shirtless guys during his time here at the academy, especially around summer time when it was hot. So what made this time different? Well, gee.. How about the fact that he's standing in my room! he thought bitterly and roughly snatched another smaller carry-on looking bag that had his laptop, odds and ends that he never got around to setting up in the room, and presents he had gotten from Penelope on his birthdays. Turning around he dragged this over to his dresser and propped it up on the side, sighing with the effort. It certainly was much heavier than he'd thought.

A laugh came from his left then as Leo spoke up, "Mm. Size isn't all that matters. It's the way that you use it." Anthony swallowed hard as he roughly bent over and unzipped the bag fiercely, his frustrations channeling into his actions now. Fishing around in the smaller bag, he hadn't a single clue what he was looking for. He honestly didn't need anything out of the bag, but needed -something- to do. Anything! Spotting his purple cased laptop, Tony grabbed for this and stalked over to his bed, setting it down roughly before he turned back for the bag to zip it shut again, those chips bouncing along merrily in his grasp. "Do I like fish?" He froze then, kneeling over to look at Leo; anxious for his answer. "Yeah, you know, the swimming kind." he smirked.

"Course I do. I /love/ sushi. And well any kind of meat really. Cats are the only true carnivores. They don't need to eat anything but meat, except for the occasional bit of grass, but even then not that often. I on the other hand do not like veggies, except for tomatoes. Fruits are okay, but I don't really like those either." Ah! So he -did- have a guinea pig after all! His smirk spread wider over his lips, slightly revealing his teeth underneath as he was already thinking up dishes to whiz his way. Meats weren't the only things he could beast at when it came to cooking, but also forms of vegetable, fruit, and all kinds of others as well. Though it didn't sound like Starr would be too fond of these. He snorted once, offended by his dislike of fruit. "You mean to say you don't even like blueberries?" Crushed, he shook his head and turned back around to finish zipping the case up before taking himself and his chips back to the closet to scoot some stuff around.

Busy work.

"Well, in that case, be prepared to have your taste buds rocked, Leo." he chuckled, the various ways and styles he cooked in coming to mind. "I'm a mean bastard behind a stove. Trust." It was obviously evident that Tony took much pride in his work. His next words made him freeze. "I'm majoring in Psychology. Which really shouldn't shock you." Uh, actually.. it was. Damnit! Today just wasn't his day -- Or, night, rather, as it was now pushing on ten thirty. So the kid was a shrink in the making. Tony could only hope he wasn't good at it yet, but the idea of him being able to read his emotions like a book frightened him. And for once he was glad he had his back to him, given the wide fear in his eyes. Shaking his head again, he heard as the other stated he was a light sleeper. Shouldn't be too much of a problem. "I probably won't be hanging around in here most nights anyways, so that's cool. Looks like you and I won't bump into any inconvenient sleeping positions." Wait.. what?! "Er.. conditions," he quickly corrected himself, "Sleeping conditions."

And then, he heard the stomach growl. A mere invitation for his skills to be put to work. That got shoved aside, though, as he heard the other come ever closer from behind while he gently kicked his things to one corner of the room -- hoping and praying others wouldn't be showing up at his door saying they were roommates also. Tony might just break and and cry if that were to be the case; especially if they were anything like this guy here. "This is my normal bed attire," he complained, "Well, minus the shirt." Tony's knees gave a shake as he tripped forward into the closet, his free hand reaching out and banging on the behind his coats to catch himself from falling. His chin tucked close to his hoodie, his breathing suddenly becoming staggered and uneven. "Have mercy.." he whispered softly to himself, eyes squeezing shut as he tried to compose himself. "Well.. just make sure that you and your 'bed attire' stay over there, capiche?" Tony hardly managed to squeeze out.

No such luck. He bit his lip and sucked in a large amount of air through his nose before letting it come out in a cold, icy breath. Eyes shot wide open as he turned, feeling his chips disappear while he spotted the other take one of the few good one's gone. Vibrant eyes grew wide, "But! My chips--"

"God I haven't eaten since I left really." he cut in, making Tony sigh in a frustrated manner once again. Well, he wasn't going to starve the boy! He -did- hear his stomach growl, anyways. So at least it wasn't just a bunch of bull to get on his nerves. Totally loathing the way this guy had a hold on him, Tony pushed himself off of the wall, practically loosing his breath as he watched his new roommate lick his fingers tantalizingly slow. Unable to help it, a light, faint shade of detectable pink rose on his cheek bones. A... a blush? Seriously?! Frustration was an understatement. Suddenly feeling the room getting hotter by the second, he raised his chipless hands up and waved them, shooing the other way. "No, keep them." He shot him a glare, "I wasn't eating those or anything." Or trying to BREATHE for that matter... Turning around he stomped back to his bed, flopped down, and pried open the laptop, giving a jump as the next thunder pound caught him off guard.

"What the hell.." he moaned to himself.

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Leo didn't miss the other boy shoving his things around roughly. It was impossible to. What with him making as much noise as he was. That's weird, shouldn't there have been more of it in the room? And cue the lightning and thunder. He stood at attention, eyes wide, focused on the window outside. He had resisted the urge to crouch down and cover his ears, but he did wrap his arms around each other, each hand on the opposite elbow.

He really disliked the storm. Actually, a better phrase was 'hated with a fiery passion from the deepest hell.' He disliked the way that it rattled the windows and the way he could feel the thunder rumbling through the earth. Though once the rumbling stopped, he took a deep breath to regain composure.

"Hah. You're funny. I might just have to, what with you hiding in odd places from this storm. Don't expect me to just let you climb into my bed if you get scared, either."

So the boy was still capable of responding with real words."They aren't odd places. It's logic. The bed is heavier than I am, and thus will protect me a bit if the wind actually got in. Away from the window because it could shatter." He thought about it a second.

"The closet is actually the safest place, but I won't go in it." Your charrie's speechHe cringed for a small second. "If there is any bed climbing, it won't be from being scared." He shot back, suavely, watching the boy pace from the desk to the closet and back. Sure the thunder threw him off for a minute, but he could bounce back pretty quick.

It was amusing to watch the other boy, shuffle though his stuff in frustration. He was clearly looking for some sort of distraction and decided that his computer was going to be the best way to do it.

Leo almost flinched when he set the computer case on the bed. He wasn't going to say anything to the boy about breaking the computer, he was already annoyed enough with him, so he kept his lips closed, other then a faint chuckle.

He didn't miss the scoff, and made a mental note about the blueberries. Probably one of Tony's favorite fruits, or possibly foods in general."They're a little too sour for me. And Lemons are.." He cringed.

"Well, in that case, be prepared to have your taste buds rocked, Leo.I'm a mean bastard behind a stove. Trust."

He gave a firm nod."We'll have to put that to a test. I'm pretty picky about what I put in my mouth." He said smirking. "It'll have to be damned good to keep up with my expensive tastes."

"I probably won't be hanging around in here most nights anyways, so that's cool. Looks like you and I won't bump into any inconvenient sleeping positions.Er.. conditions..Sleeping conditions."

Leo let out another laugh."I'm awake at odd hours myself. Though depending n the day, I might just sleep through it. Thankfully my other side doesn't mess up my sleeping patterns for school, like yours must. What're you going to do when school actually starts?" He questioned watching the other boy, just in time to see him trip into the closet.

He reached out a hand, but wasn't close enough to either, stop the boy from falling, or to catch him. He heard the other catch himself, and whisper something, though he couldn't quite make out the words. He did notice the other boy's flux in breath, and resisted the urge to grin even wider.

Instead he put his arm down, and frowned. "Are you okay?" He questioned, tipping his head to the side, and trying to keep all hints of amusement out of his voice. He almost missed the other boy, practically begging him to not come over..Too late. He was already there and watching the boy let out a sharp breath, before realizing that his chips had been stolen. There was a small bit of protest, from the other, but he chose to ignore it in favor of his stomach.

Somehow he managed to not cringe as the chips hit his taste buds. How the heck did the other eat this? It was gross, but he manage to not show his distaste in it.

He watched the other push himself away from the wall, from mostly lidded eyes, as he licked his fingers clean. And there was the blush, turning him a lovely shade of light pink. The ultimate game was won. He had managed to break the boy enough to make him blush!

"No, keep them. I wasn't eating those or anything."

He smiled at the boy, watching him stomp over to his bed and sit on it.

Though the thunder scared both of them, Leo was obviously more afraid. His back had been towards the window, and he jumped up and spun around, eyes once more wide, as he stared out of the window. Had he been in his shifted form, all of his fur would have been poofed out.

He flinched once more as a branch slammed against the window. He actually let out a yelp of warning before dropped the stolen chip bag and shoved the computer away before pulling the boy off of the bed and pushing him towards the other bed.

He wasn't being gentile at all, but he was making sure that the other one wasn't going to be hurt. Computers and chips could be replaced, Tony couldn't.

He made sure that the boy was undamaged, by him or anything else before looking at the unbroken window.

Well..Crap. How was he going to explain that? Bust out the Psycho-bable.

He took a few steps away from the boy, holding his hands up in surrender. "Sorry. I um.." He glanced at the window again, before looking at his roommate.

Maybe he ought to do something to make the other forget about it? Fight or flight wasn't going to sooth anger. Okay, what would he have done while talking to a girl? Probably done the same thing, but this was different. In a lot of ways.

Well fuck it. The only thing that any of this could do would make it more awkward and then maybe he wouldn't have to explain himself.

With out thinking about it, he stalked back over, closed his eyes, and pressed his lips against the other's. Moving too fast for the other to stop him.

He pulled away a moment later and turned away. He was half tempted to hide in the bathroom, or simply grab up all of his stuff and request another room.

Maybe the trauma would cause the other boy to block out all memory of what had just happened. He could only hope. He could only hope and pray that the other boy would simply forget everything that happened and that they could start over, with a proper introduction.

It would play out so easily. 'Hey I'm your new roommate, Leolyn Starr. Pleasure to meet you.' He stood there with his back turned to the boy, one hand covering his eyes in shock and amazement, the other crossed across his stomach, which growled again.

This was going to be an interesting night, for sure. What the hell was he supposed to do now?

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[Anthony Cooper]

Tony was practically glowing with confusion at this point as he sat there on his bed, listening to the different forms of chuckles and laughs coming from his new roommate. He stared madly at the computer screen, looking focused as his brows bent inwards over his face, black hair still sticking out in all ends and places due to him still having nothing done to it. Deciding he might as well rub a hand or two over it, his once chip hold one reached up, laced it’s fingers between his soft girl-envied hair, and gave it a good shake. The hair fibers that had once stuck together in locks on his head loosened up some as he continued to ruffle through his black mess, eventually it coming to smooth out some. He felt a little better now that he was somewhat ‘groomed’, and so the hand dropped while he stared at the computer, rushing it to hurry up and just start up already. "They aren't odd places. It's logic. The bed is heavier than I am, and thus will protect me a bit if the wind actually got in. Away from the window because it could shatter." Hmm. Okay, that was a good point, he had to admit. At the mention of the window, his gaze shifted up and looked at this instead for a moment, gauging just how safe his current bed position was. Maybe he ought to move it..? Nahh. No way. This was where he always slept, and no voice of ‘reason’ was going to talk him out of it now. Besides, just outside the window was an old tree just close enough to jump to, huge in it’s old age, and he often used this method of sneaking out into the school yard. Even though up until now he never had to worry about waking anyone else up in his room but himself, but, now seemed a perfect time as any to actually put his ridiculously excellent stealth to use.

He jerked his head back down at the computer screen, then, sitting ‘criss cross apple sauce’ while the purple machine rested on his still unmade bed. “That window hasn’t busted in years,” he responded, actually laughing at the idea of the glass shattering over his bed. “We get storms all the time in the summer – these babies were built to last.” And with that, a hand reached over to his right and knocked on the glass reassuringly, the cold window a little surprising. It must have been freezing outside, he gathered, and was suddenly thankful for being wrapped up in his room for the moment, even if he had to share it with him. "The closet is actually the safest place, but I won't go in it." Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a slight but detectable twitch; oh no. He wasn’t afraid of monsters in the closet too, was he? “And why not?” Tony challenged, finally dragging his eyes away from the computer after he logged in. It felt like a whole half hour had passed since he tried to start it up, but in reality, it maybe lasted a minute and a half or so, if that. “I promise you the boogie monster won’t get you. It doesn’t like pantsless guys.” Another heavily dropped hint as he looked at Leo for the first time after flopping on his bed in a heap. Not that he minded the pants staying off – as far as he was concerned, a few more things could go too – but his sake of sanity was dangling by a bare thread and he needed to hold onto it as long as possible. Tony knew the other was inside of his head; that much was obvious. What WASN’T obvious was a way to get back at him and get inside his head for once, and do some damage of his own. Such a plan would have to be formulated later. "If there is any bed climbing, it won't be from being scared."

Ohyeah. He was so going down. Shooting him a look that basically said, ‘Just you wait.. just you wait..’, Tony looked back down at his computer and kept the comments to that one to himself. He was only going to end up hurting himself in the end with whatever reply the feline was going to come up with. He knew that much. Idling around on the computer trying to seem busy, he pulled up solitaire, switched off the sound, and began the ceaseless clicking and dragging. Even though he wasn’t much of a thinker as far as figuring out other people, mind games like solitaire were easy for him to over come. Biting his lip, he momentarily looked to either side of him on the bed due to the last comment, gauging just how much room there would be. Just incase… Came the mental defense, then he looked back at his computer game and continued to shuffle around the cards. Blueberries? Sour? He snorted once and rolled his eyes. Leo was missing out, he decided, for there was nothing in the world so sweet and delicious as a blueberry exploding in your mouth with just one bite. The mere idea of having one set his taste buds on fire as he started to lightly salivate, but the feeling passed soon enough.

"We'll have to put that to a test. I'm pretty picky about what I put in my mouth." He blinked and froze at the computer, chewing over his words as he bit his lip once again – this time much harder. Had the boy even HEARD what he just said? Or did he mean it on purpose? Two things were just plain awful about that phrase. One, it was a poke and an insult on his cooking skills, which were none to be reckoned with. And two… goodgracious that mental image! He sucked in air through his nose and let it out slowly the same way it had come in. Deciding that the insult was more damaging than the mental image that had followed, Anthony rolled his eyes and responded naturally. “You’ll see. I’ll have you begging on your knees for more like a little punk after you get a taste.” He smirked at this, recalling on one individual he couldn’t remember the name of who had done just that. Tony had actually wanted to use a different ‘p’ word than punk to slip in there, but he figured the slight cat reference might end up insulting his new roomie, and the last thing he needed was a ticked off hot guy in his room. That’d be the end of all things for sure.

Expensive tastes my ass.

"I'm awake at odd hours myself. Though depending n the day, I might just sleep through it. Thankfully my other side doesn't mess up my sleeping patterns for school, like yours must. What're you going to do when school actually starts?" Wait, he slept through the occasional morning too? Glancing back towards Leo who stood there with –his- bag of chips, disbelief crossed his face. Great. Now he’d have to spend school hours AND some of his night hours with him too?! Could it get any worse? Tony would have to find a way to escape somehow, at least every now and then. Otherwise what shred he had of his dignity would be no more, and he was certain he’d be following the other around like a sick little puppy. No way was that going to happen. He wouldn’t let himself. Forbade it. “School? It’s a hassle the first couple of weeks, getting used to the schedule and whatnot, but usually my friend Penny – Penelope, that is – comes and makes sure I’m up. I give her hell for it in the morning but,” he shrugged, laughing, “She puts up with me. Somehow.” Which reminded him.. He probably ought to send her a firey text message explaining what was going on currently in his dorm room. Well, ‘their’ dorm room. She liked all the juicy gossip he had to share, and this certainly would be right up her alley. “After that though, I’m pretty much on a ‘normal’ schedule like everyone else. Only extremely tired by the end of the day. But weekends it’s back to same ol’ same ol’.” Ugh, it was probably the only thing he didn’t like about his shift, this whole.. irregular sleep thing.

He flinched suddenly as he looked up quickly from his bed, watching as Leo whirled about and faced the window in pure terror from the thunder. Soon after, he gave some kind of a squeal, and before Tony could register what was going on, his arm had been roughly gripped by the other and he was being whisked away from the comfort of his bed, hardly even noticing the tree branch. Shoved towards Leo’s bed instead, he fell on top of the mattress and instantly looked over at his laptop, which was toppled over on his pillow, safe but flipped over. Positively fuming at this point, Tony’s fists clenched tightly as he sat there on the bed, face frowning.
“What the hell is your problem man?! You can’t just be freakin’ grabbing people like that and whirling them around like a toy!”

”Sorry. I um…”

Anger was one thing Tony had difficulty ignoring, but once it was there, it was hard to ignore or get over. “You bet your furry ass you’re so-“ And then it happened. Lips crashed upon his own so suddenly, he sat there wide eyed and unblinking as his brain was trying to register the fact that he was being kissed. And who he was getting kissed by. Just as he started to relax his face and start to close his own eyes, it ended. It had happened so fast, so terribly teasingly fast, that he’d hardly had a chance to enjoy it. The tease! Still, by the time Leo had pulled away, leaving Tony’s lips buzzing with action, he felt in a daze. A happy one. A confused one. Lost for words with a ditzy half smile on his face, multicolored snake bite piercings seemed to glisten, radiating his emotions. As if the look on his face didn’t tell it all. His eyes were half lidded, the intensity of the blue in his eyes seeming less so as he sat and lounged back on one arm, keeping him propped up. Still desperately flailing around for words, he managed to stutter out, “What… just..happened..” mind reeling and thrashing about as he tried to comprehend the situation.

Totally forgetting about his flipped over computer, Tony finally blinked after who knew how long, and shook his head. “You just.. and I..” For once, the sly master was lost for words, tripping over his tongue as he had so much to say, but not at the same time. Unable to find anything that would regain his senses, Tony hopped up completely onto the bed that he forgot wasn’t his own, yanked back the comforter, slipped inside, and roughly pulled it over his head, looking like a lump on the bed. He coughed once, and decided he better not make things more awkward by further commenting on what just had happened. He’d rather run away, go outside, go anywhere to just escape all this confusion. But where was there to run to in the middle of a hurricane? No where. No where but under this bed. He could feel the soggy clothes just on the other side of the blanket, but these were ignored. “…And I’m not coming back out until you put some pants on, damnit!” He yelled from out of his little den, determined to act as if it never happened.

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Leo watched the other tap on the window, and flinched, completely prepared for it to break.

“That window hasn’t busted in years. We get storms all the time in the summer – these babies were built to last.”

"Well, fine, just don't come crawling to me, bleeding all over the place because glass shards have attacked you in the middle of the night." He challenged back, crossing his arms, annoyed that the other boy was taking the glass breaking so lightly. "Seriously, have you seen what hundreds of tiny shards of glass have done to people. This isn't a joke, more so in hurricane weather, when winds can get to like a hundred miles per hour, picking up and throwing lawn chairs and branches and stuff." He growled.

He completely ignored the question of the closet and or the monsters inside of it. That was one thing his roommate didn't need to know about. It was too obvious a weakness. So he said nothing and hoped that the other boy would forget about it, and if that didn't work then he would switch topics to something about food, and that would make the other boy forget.

He watched as the boy attempted to look busy, but he knew the oh so familiar motions of solitaire. Another distraction he was sure. He watched as the boy froze for a long moment when he said what he had said. It was far too easy to win with the other boy.

“You’ll see. I’ll have you begging on your knees for more like a little punk after you get a taste."

"Takes more then good food to make me beg, let alone on my knees." He said with a smirk. "Plus even if I was that easy, you'd have to be trying harder." He added after a moment, still teasing the other boy.

“School? It’s a hassle the first couple of weeks, getting used to the schedule and whatnot, but usually my friend Penny – Penelope, that is – comes and makes sure I’m up. I give her hell for it in the morning but, She puts up with me. Somehow. After that though, I’m pretty much on a ‘normal’ schedule like everyone else. Only extremely tired by the end of the day. But weekends it’s back to same ol’ same ol’.”

"That's rough. You'll have to introduce me." He suggested with a grin. "Well, she won't have to, cause I'll have classes too, though I do have to sleep in the same room as you, so maybe it is better for her to wake you up any way." He teased. There was a couple of ways he could wake the other boy up, but they would be mean mean mean teasing ways and they might make the other boy more cross, but that could be changed pretty quickly.

But then the thunder and the branch happened. Thankfully cat like reflexes managed to not hurt the computer, or the other boy, or himself. Though the adrenaline was annoying as hell and messed up his thought processes. So he grabbed the other boy and pushed him onto the bed. The other boy was annoyed, and rightfully so. He was ready to punch the other boy. The apology wasn't going to suffice, and he knew that.

So to solve the anger, lips pressed against one another. The other's metal piercings feeling odd against his lips. But they were soft, and it was nice. But he pulled away. Maybe he could explain that away too. there was going to have to be so much explaining.

He turned his back to the other boy, clearly embarrassed by his reaction to the fear. It wasn't a common one, but then again the only thing that had really scared him was the damned closet. The Thunder was more of a loud noise that made him jump, but loosing a play toy and possibly friend was way more frightening. And what if the window had broken?

Curse you window.

“What… just..happened..You just.. and I..”

He would have been happy about the other boy not knowing his words, and he could practically feel the happiness bubbling off of him. God what had he done? This wasn't how it was supposed to work. Thankfully he still had his back turned to the boy, but he could hear the rustling of the blanket.

“…And I’m not coming back out until you put some pants on, damnit!”

He turned around to look at the lump of blanket where a boy had been. The words were slightly muffled but he could understand them with out too much trouble. So denial that the kiss had happened and that it felt really nice. Okay denial he could work with. Denial was a good place. First stages of acceptance. Next was probably going to be anger

He chewed on his lip lightly, regaining his composure, his heartbeat still a bit off, but he looked more relaxed.""Two things." He said, voice clear and calm. "One you're in my bed." He pointed out with a small smirk. "Two you're laying on my pajama pants, so I couldn't put them on, even if I wanted to, which I don't." He explained, crossing his arms lightly over his chest.

"So either you'll have to come out and hide in your own bed. Or you'll have to scoot over." He suggested, moving the still slightly wet clothes onto the floor above the bed, and then sitting a little ways away from the wet spot.

He let out a sigh, looking at his fingernails. He jumped when a strike of thunder hit and groaned, before shoving at the other boy to make him move over before crawling under the comforter too.

"How long has the storm been going?" He questioned not looking at the other boy. "It seems like a long time, even for a hurricane." He complained lightly.

"Look, this is going to be awkward no matter how we slice it, so I'm sorry and I shouldn't have done that, and I won't do it again. It wasn't fair of me and I'm sorry. I just didn't want you to be mad at me. I was just trying to save you, and so I pulled you out of the way.." He attempted to explain, finally looking at the other boy. "I thought it was going to break, cause the branch was rather large, and i didn't want it to break the window and hit you. I guess you could chock it up to fight or flight, and this time I chose fight." He said chewing on his lip.

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[Anthony Cooper]

"Well, fine, just don't come crawling to me, bleeding all over the place because glass shards have attacked you in the middle of the night." Okay, he had to admit; that mental image wasn’t one he wanted to bank on for a while, that was for sure. What with the way those winds were wailing around outside, he imagined it snapping and breaking the glass at any given minute and busting it wide open, it’s tiny sharp blades slicing through his hoodie and into his skin in moments. Pain wasn’t something he was afraid of, but that still didn’t mean Tony had intentions on getting mauled. "Seriously, have you seen what hundreds of tiny shards of glass have done to people. This isn't a joke, more so in hurricane weather, when winds can get to like a hundred miles per hour, picking up and throwing lawn chairs and branches and stuff." Okay okay, he groaned mentally, nodding his head in defeat. So he was right. “Maybe I shouldn’t sleep by the window then. Y’know.. just until it passes,” he mumbled, hating the idea of having to abandon his bed for even a little while. But was that.. concern he detected on Leo’s tongue? Each dorm room was set up for three occupants; two of them already occupied. Which left one other free bed that he could sleep in during the day, just so he didn’t stand the chance of getting cut all up. Sure, a few nights wouldn’t be –so- terrible, would it? The other bed was closer to Leo’s than his original one, but, given their at times random sleep patterns he figured it wouldn’t be too much of an issue.

Hopefully.

He made a mental note to grab his ridiculously comfortable pillow and comforter before he moved to the next bed over, but for now, other things were at hand. "Takes more then good food to make me beg, let alone on my knees. Plus even if I was that easy, you'd have to be trying harder." And he was –still- insulting his skills! This made Leo’s skin boil at the idea of someone challenging his natural talent, but he swallowed back the spitfire he was ready to unleash at Leo. Keep it cool, fella, keep it cool… he told himself, “Oh trust me – I’ll find what makes you tick, Starr,” he grinned deviously, not doubting his snooping ability at all, “And we’ll see just who’s the easy one here.” Clear competition was made to see just who would be the other’s b**** in this situation was made. His grin had spread wider then at the thought, already making another mental note to figure out Leo’s schedule ASAP and general sleeping pattern to find the most he could about this other. Sure, he was in his head now, but ohh.. Just wait until he had his sources all figured out.

"That's rough. You'll have to introduce me." That smug sound on his tone unnerved him a little as he suddenly regretted bringing Penelope into this mess. She was his best friend but.. the mere thought of ‘sharing’ his new roommate with others didn’t sit well in the pit of his stomach. He knew damn well Leo wasn’t ‘his’ to claim but, still… it didn’t sit right. But Penny was bound to show up in his room – ugh, their room – sooner or later, and rather than Leo assume he had a ‘lady friend’ and make things awkward or something, he might as well bring her up now and save face.

"Well, she won't have to, cause I'll have classes too, though I do have to sleep in the same room as you, so maybe it is better for her to wake you up any way." Even Anthony had to laugh a little at that. Man, Leo was chuck full of sexual innuendos. “Haha, yeah well, if it’s all the same, I’d rather her wake me up too.” Penny was used to his usual morning complaints and mild temper tantrums when it came to getting up, but Starr? No. He doubted he’d be able to handle it. The girl was so expert at it now she probably ignored half the things he complained about while waking up, they’d known each other for so long. “But.. sure. I’ll get something together and have her come meet you sometime.” A thought crossed his mind as he frowned. “But don’t you go getting any funny ideas.” Safe to say, he was territorial not only of his stuff, but of his friends too.

But, that was then.
This.. this was now.

Huddled up under the blanket, blocking out most of the light from the room as he found his temporary ‘sanctuary’ from Leo. He couldn’t get the kiss out of his mind; it stuck there, like an annoying piece of lip gloss that just wouldn’t wipe off. No matter how much he tried to deny it, his body wouldn’t. Not even in the slightest. His own lips tingled with a new found desire, a craving even. Something similar to the way he felt about blueberries. It annoyed him and both fascinated him on how crazy his mind had been spun since his room mate had walked in just a couple of hours ago. Before he was perfectly content with his mild confusion, finding it easier to forget he should probably find a preference or something and figure out which side of the door he stood on, if any.

But now.. now after that sinfully short physical contact.. Tony was struggling to even remember what a girl looked like. What they smelled like, and most of all what they even tasted like – his favorite part. His frustration had escaladed an all time high; disgruntlement. And just by the end of the bed, by his legs, he felt the mattress sink in some as Leo sat himself down. So –close- and yet so far! Why did he want him so badly?!

And why was he having problems admitting this?

”Two things. One you’re in my bed.” What? No he wasn’t- …Crap. He was. Anthony blinked down at this mattress that clearly wasn’t his own, and nearly face palmed himself, an audible groan surpassing his lips as he realized this. He’d totally forgotten that he’d been plucked out of his bed and thrown at Leo’s, and only acted on impulse to hide away and not look for where he was going. "Two you're laying on my pajama pants, so I couldn't put them on, even if I wanted to, which I don't." One groan turned into two as he slammed one of his hands down on the mattress, irritated that he still refused to clothe himself properly. Still, despite his pent up feelings, a grin passed his face as he made note of the reluctant-ness of the other, deciding that it was probably going to be for now on that his roommate was going to stalk around like this in their room. The only thing that didn’t work, though, was if Penny came over. No, no, that wouldn’t fly. They often had nightly talks and calls and spent some of the night in each other’s rooms, gabbing it up. But of course not too late, given she wasn’t a nocturnal animal inside. But if she came over to his dorm… And Leo had no pants on…

“Alright, fine.” He growled, “But listen. If my friends come over, you need to wear at LEAST some kind of shorts, okay? They only stick around for an hour or so, and then I kick them out anyways, and you’re free to strip as you please. But not a moment before they’re done walking out that door.. deal?” If not, Tony would just have to figure out a way to wrestle those pants on him somehow. Somehow.

"So either you'll have to come out and hide in your own bed. Or you'll have to scoot over." The decision apparently wasn’t his to make as suddenly the blankets ruffled, a flash of the light of the room appeared, and before long Leolyn was worming his way into his rightful bed, shoving Anthony aside against his will to make room. He oofed as he was pushed, but flinched as the light from the room peeked under the comfy quilt; his eyes were super sensitive to bright light, and it often gave him a headache if he got too much exposure at once. Tony’s vision was for seeing in the dark, which he could do so flawlessly in.

Rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, he muttered a string of indecipherable curses at the light before looking over at the older one, who appeared to be avoiding eye contact. He didn’t hide the smirk he felt play on his face while this registered in his brain. For once, Leo was the uncomfortable one here, good! For once the tables had turned – even if only for a moment – and he felt a tinge of his formal, hardcore to the heart self return. Even the clearly worried tone about the weather pleased him. "How long has the storm been going? It seems like a long time, even for a hurricane." He grinned a little harder, feeling reassurance sink into him. “Oh I don’t know.. a few days, maybe? It has lasted quite a bit but, I’m sure it can’t go on for too much longer. Probably until the end of the week, is my best guess. They stick around for quite some time on this island. Whatever freak reason that may be.” He paused, then, “Though I’ve never seen one this strong.”

"Look, this is going to be awkward no matter how we slice it, so I'm sorry and I shouldn't have done that, and I won't do it again. It wasn't fair of me and I'm sorry. I just didn't want you to be mad at me. I was just trying to save you, and so I pulled you out of the way.." And so the first bit of the ramble began, the words pouring from Leo’s lips as Anthony laid beside him, his body urging; no, demanding he act on his desires. He bit his lip, though and tried to focus on his confession rather than that face of his. "I thought it was going to break, cause the branch was rather large, and i didn't want it to break the window and hit you. I guess you could chock it up to fight or flight, and this time I chose fight." When Leo started to chew on his lip, it was all over.

His body gave a shiver of surrender as Tony rolled closer to Leo, rising up slightly to swing his left knee over to the other’s side, his hands firmly placed on either side of the boy’s head. Tony’s back arched almost feline-like as he stared down at the other with a burning intensity, locking eyes as his hair fell forward some, their faces mere inches away from one another. He abruptly lowered his basketball-shorted rear down onto Leo’s abdomen roughly, aiming to knock the breath out of him. “Listen,” he then craned his neck down towards the other’s ear, speaking softly yet urgently. “That was for stealing my chips. And this…”

Then, what happened next, he hardly had control over. Hands found the Starr boy’s face on either side, holding on firmly while his lips met the other’s in much the same fashion that they’d met just the time before. Only this time, Tony was in control of the situation; not the other way around. Taking his time somewhat with eyes fluttered shut, he was determined to win back the time he had been thieved of the last time. Damnit, if it was going to be done, then it was going to be done right! Finally, reluctantly breaking away, he gave a hard, different kind of stare at the boy he was sitting on top of. “..was for robbing me of the last one. Two can play it that way, Starr.” And with that, he rolled off of the boy and climbed off of the bed and from under the blanket. Practically skipping in delight as he marched back over to his bed, grabbed his things, and started migrating them to the open one without a word.

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Leo was glad that the other boy was finally taking his words into account. No one wanted to be ripped into tiny ribbons via lots of tiny shards of glass, and no matter how much you believed in a window staying strong, there was always that slight possibility that it could break.

Breaking glass in a hurricane. Those shards would be all over the place in a matter of moments, what with the wind going hundreds of miles an hour. It wasn't a pretty sight.

He grinned at the challenge of food, he was ready for it. He would eagerly chow down on anything the Culinary major could cook up, as long as the veggies stayed away.

And he got to meet Tony's lady friend. But no ideas? Obviously the other was protective about his friends. Probably a tinge possessive. He wasn't going to say anything about it. He defiantly wasn't going to promise no ideas. If the girl was that close to him then, he could probably use her to get under Tony's skin. It couldn't be too hard to flirt up this girl, could it?

He let out a soft chuckle as the boy groaned and then slapped at the bed, in his own stupidity probably.

“Alright, fine. But listen. If my friends come over, you need to wear at LEAST some kind of shorts, okay? They only stick around for an hour or so, and then I kick them out anyways, and you’re free to strip as you please. But not a moment before they’re done walking out that door.. deal?”

Leo grinned listening to the terms. He thought about it for a moment. The other was, probably unwittingly, giving him permission to stalk about half naked as long as there wasn't any 'friends' in the room. That suited him just fine and he wasn't going to correct the other boy.

"Deal. No prancing about half naked while there is people around. But otherwise I can be in what ever state of dress I please. And a Deal is a deal, so you can't take that back now." He said with a grin.

“Oh I don’t know.. a few days, maybe? It has lasted quite a bit but, I’m sure it can’t go on for too much longer. Probably until the end of the week, is my best guess. They stick around for quite some time on this island. Whatever freak reason that may be. Though I’ve never seen one this strong.”

He frowned at the news. They stuck around for weeks? How many hurricanes were there going to be? One was enough, he didn't even want to begin to think about how much longer the storm could go on. It was going to kill him with the thunder, let alone the lack of food. there was no way in any of the corners of hell, was he going to go out there. He'd get killed.

Obviously the confession had eased tensions between the two. He blinked a few times in shock as the other boy swung his leg over his hips. And then giving him a stare that made his breath catch. He wondered, briefly, what color the other boy's eyes were, but that burning intensity was always going to be the same. He managed to keep his breath, but just barely. He closed his eyes, listening to the other's voice against his ear. The way his breath fluttered against the skin, warming it for a heat beat. He couldn't help his heart beat start to speed up, this close to any one in quite a while. And /god/ was it nice.

“Listen, That was for stealing my chips. And this…”

There was a long second, where it felt like nothing happened. It was just him, and Tony, breathing in the tight confines under his blanket. He took the moment to be amazed that his claustrophobia wasn't kicking up, and he took a moment the feel the other one breathing, he was close enough that he could feel the other's heart,beat, or maybe that was his own heart beat.

And then the other held his head, no chance of escape, and pressed those impossibly soft lips against his. The metal piercings, felt oddly cold for the body heat accumulating under the blanket. But it was /nice/, and his body went onto instinct mode, lips moving smoothly against the other's.

Time stood still, like the kiss would never end. Those soft lips, moving against his. Wait wasn't this supposed to be his game? It wasn't fair that the other could win. This was his game, the other boy winning just wasn't alright in his head.

“..was for robbing me of the last one. Two can play it that way, Starr.”

And so the boy laid there for a long moment, lips tingling. He licked them, tasting, hoping that he could still taste the other, and that maybe that would make the tingling go away. And so the dark haired boy laid there, trying to regain his composure. The feeling inside his head was airy and full of hormones, and he was glad that he was still under the blanket.

Though he would have to enact his revenge. There was no way he was going to let the other boy win this game. He started this game and it was his game. He was not the toy. He listened to the other boy shuffle around the room.

He took another breath, calming everything down. He grabbed up his pajama pants, slid them on before peeking his head out from under the blanket. He noted the lack of bed things on the other boy's bed, and glanced at the window.

"You know, you could just sleep here. It'd be warmer.." He suggested, sitting up to look at the boy, and to prove that he was actually wearing pants this time.

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[Anthony Cooper]

Tony could feel his old self regaining as he puttered around on the carpeted floor, picking up his pillow and bringing it to the 'new' bed, then going back for a second round to gather his laptop - which was still propped over. His fingers worked diligently, running on automatic as his head was anywhere but on his shoulders. More like drifting on cloud nine, hardly aware of what he was doing. Sure, sure, Anthony moved about the room like he seemed to know what he was doing, his feet doing all the leg work and carrying him from here to there. But if one got a closer look at his eyes, they could clearly see the glazed look settling in, his face twisted up as half of it was smiling in a delirious fashion. He was sure to keep his face turned at all times away from that bed - from that guy - so as to not keep it as obvious as possible.

Though, now that he knew Leo was a Psych major guy, he didn't doubt he'd be able to pick it up. At this point, Anthony didn't care. He could care -less-. What mattered at that point, was that the under dog, being him, finally found a way to get on top again and earn a score in the foul game; quite literally, actually. His cheeks were flustered with the light tinge of pink that they had been before, mind reeling as he thought about what just happened over and over again. No doubt Tony had picked up easily on the other's stuttering breath, unable to hide that uneven heart beat from him. He jotted this down in a mental note pad of ways to get past Leo, categorizing it as Getting as close as humanly possible with a chuckle, scooping his blanket up in his arms and dragging some of it that he couldn't gather back to the other bed.

For a while there, no sound came from the blankets, just that irregular breathing trying to catch it's self and put some sense into what had happened. There was none, really, to be found. His lips wanted, and he'd given in. And, by the feeling of things, so had Leo. Which got him pondering where his roommate stood as far as a preference went? He looked like he could swing either way to Tony, but at the moment it hadn't mattered so much. Right now he was just thrilled that -he- had gotten at least to the doorway of Leo's no doubt complicated brain, and that was enough to keep him giddy.

"Deal. No prancing about half naked while there is people around. But otherwise I can be in what ever state of dress I please. And a Deal is a deal, so you can't take that back now." Tony didn't have to look to know that smug grin was probably smeared all over the guy's face, and he flinched while throwing the large blanket onto the bed; realizing his mistake all too soon. This slip up was a momentary downer on his little victory run he was putting on for himself, and that wasn't cool. "Dangit!" he groaned, gritting his teeth together as he stomped over towards his alarm clock, bending over to yank it from the nightstand table outlet and haul this, too, over to the new night stand. "Ugh, well don't sound so happy about it," he shot back, leaning over the other night stand to try and plug in the alarm clock.

"Just because you managed to weasel your way into that one, doesn't mean I won't stop complaining about your.. lack of clothes." Tony was going to have to find various after school activities to get into once the year started up; excuses to stay away from his dorm and away from that powerfully taunting body. Man. It'd be too much to handle. Already the poor red panda shifter was going to have to figure out a way to keep himself out of the room what with this hurricane practically barricading them in. Of course, he could always run down to the other side of the building and bunk it with Penny, but he roommates probably wouldn't be too fond of the idea. Especially not if she and Leo ended up getting along, then there'd be no where to run to.

No where to hide.

Unless... he made frequent visits to the main school building to pass the time; yeah. Yeah that could work. He heard the bed shift around behind him as he stood there, bent over the night stand and trying to worm the plug into the outlet. "You know, you could just sleep here. It'd be warmer.." He arched a brow at the invitation, shocked that he was hearing the other speak to him at all. Was he being sincere? Or was there something else to it? Tony didn't hurry to respond as he chewed this over, finally reaching far enough against the wall as his waist gave a shake before he fell back on the bed, bouncing lightly. He snuck a peek at the face of his roommate - and debatable arch nemesis - and instantly regretted it. Grah, those eyes!

Tony shut his own quickly as he pinched at his eye lids with a fore finger and thumb, rubbing them to try and soothe the migraine he felt coming on from all this stress. Firstly, it was only banking around, oh.. just before midnight or so, way too early compared to when he normally fell asleep; somewhere around six or so in the morning. He'd only just woken up, what, four hours ago? and was now being tempted to crawl back into a warm, cozy bed with an equally warm other. At this rate, he's probably wake up somewhere around ten or so in the morning, ridiculously early compared to his regular routine. ..Screw it. He decided, and whirled back around off of his bed, standing just over Leo as he looked down at his face, a light frown present. "Alright, fine. But only because you asked -oh so nicely-," he smirked, sarcasm dripping on practically every single word as he put his hands on his hips.

A louder boom of thunder rattled the building under his feet then, and the wind seemed to kick up just a notch higher, using the rain as ammunition to punch the building repeatedly over and over. It held strong, though, and as Anthony looked away from the window he sighed and stretched out to crawl over Leolyn's body after kicking off his slippers, reaching over the wall and flicking off the light to engulf the room in darkness, and once again slipped under the warmth of the blanket, keeping his head exposed but his back to the other as he purposely left some space between them. Deciding he'd get too hot in both his hoodie -and- sleeping under the heat of the blanket, Anthony criss crossed his arms while laying on the bed, grabbed his sweatshirt, and yanked it over his head. He tossed this to the floor, and sighed in relief as he ran a hand through his hair to fix it again. He turned once more to keep his back towards Leo, fighting temptation as he coughed once.

"I'm not going to stay here long," he reasoned, more so to himself than the feline beside him. At this close a distance, he could smell the house case undertone off of him, surprised he hadn't picked it up before. "I'm only going to close my eyes for a second, so.. don't get used to the idea or anything that this is going to be a regular thing." Tony reeled his head back to arch his brow at Leo, trying to look serious. "This is a one-time deal. And if you tell anyone

[/b]..."[/color] he threatened. Whirling back around, he pulled the blanket over his head, letting his voice trail off, snuggling into the pillow under his head. Tony would still rather pretend he had no interest in the other at all, and give him as much of a hard time as he could muster up. Such things were futile; he was living with a Psych major now, what good would it go to hide it? My dignity.. he answered himself with a chuckle, letting a mini party go off in his head in victory, still buzzed from the moments before.

"Remember, one-time deal only."

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