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“Don’t think there anyone out here I can’t beat the shit out of but thanks for the concern.”
“Just getting a little fresh air. Just finished work.”
“Either way--I mean are you going to go about picking a fight with someone? Or is it one of those only if they make me kind of things? If you’re sure...I just don’t feel right leaving you out here alone.”
Originally posted by jabelgifs
Without much thinking the blonde took the invite and hooked arms with the other for support. He walked with a little wobble but he wasn’t that drunk. “Oh yeah,” Seth exclaimed. “I feel invincible right now. I feel like I could run a marathon.” The blonde took the first step as a pair, he felt a little off centred due to being so close to the other.
Obviously the other was anything but invincible at the moment but Andrei wasn’t about to sour his good mood, his grip is firm--anchoring in it’s presence but hardly unkind “Um, just how much have you had?” he questions perhaps a little awkwardly as he falls into step alongside him, his free hand hovering--offering to steady, to catch if he were to stumble and fall “And do you always seem to go at it alone?”
Nico jumped at the other’s sudden brisk words. He glanced over his shoulder at the man as he tried to calm his nerves down after the small heart attack. Nico glanced up at the illuminated sign of a small convenience store which was now closing, given such the late time in the day, but the freshman made it just in time to stock up on cheap energy drinks and other known college survival items. “Uh–yeah, sure, why not.” His English accent broke through in the few words he spoke. He shifted the small plastic bag around his wrist as he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jacket, taking a few steps over to the other male. “Just so you know, you better protect me from muggers and murders since my only defense is wit.” He joked, letting out a small laugh.
With an internal grimace of guilt he shifts forward in the dim light, well aware of the figure he does cut--all potent reality for the promise of a real bad time despite the kindness and worry he does so stress in every syllable spoken. One hand worries the strap of his bag, digits running over frayed stitches whilst he waits wondering if he should have just kept his mouth shut to begin with. All sense of worry ever present even when the other agrees to accompany him, the weight lifted is hardly enough to ease the twisting and turning thing inside of him “I didn’t mean to make it come off as a demand.”
But, there’s a smile so he doesn’t feel out of place when a hesitant one makes itself known upon his lips in a mirrored effort of the other “I’m certain your wit is every bit as cutting as anything I could bring forth,” he assures him with a short laugh before he holds out his hand “My name’s Andrei---just so you don’t feel like you’re traveling with one said mugger or murderer.” or at least, he sincerely hoped the other hadn’t thought such.
“Yeah, actually. Just lie and pretend you didn’t see that. I totally meant to be sitting down here.”
“Alright, yeah I can go with that--are you comfortable at least? Prime piece of green real estate for a break?”
“It’s only 11 PM. That’s not late at all in the city that never sleeps,” Issa murmured, not glancing up at who was speaking for a moment, focusing in on the writing she was doing before looking up. She found the quad in the middle of the night relaxing, though this wasn’t the first time someone had stumbled across her and seemed…worried. “Yeah, sure. If you insist. I know I’m pretty intimidating and all and could totally scare of any attackers.”
Andrei doesn’t look too closely at what the girl is doing, remaining where he’d been standing when he spoke--already feeling the sting of regret for talking aloud. Maybe he should have left her to her own devices after all “Not really late no,” he murmurs by way of agreement “But to be alone? Especially in the city that never sleeps...”
Glancing back towards the many great, tall buildings that surrounded the main quad he has to question himself on if this was really much better than being out on the sidewalks of the busy city. Well, at least you had a better chance of someone seeing you if something were to happen in the city...then again, maybe he was just being optimistic “You could probably scare off one attacker--but I think once, and if there were more than that they would simply believe having numbers on their side was enough for victory.”
Though he doesn’t move, he shifts to wait for the other’s choice, if she wanted company to walk her back to her dorm or whatever she preferred--well, she hadn’t told him to get lost yet so, he supposed he couldn’t have been doing too bad.
Seth turned around after hearing the others voice. He had a drunken smile across his lips. “You know what, you are right.” He slurred. “I have no idea where I am going, so let’s go back.”
Originally posted by reys-ofsunshine
Concern flashes across his features as he steps forward, even in the dim lighting he can see the questionable line to his smile--the falter in his step and Andrei very much isn’t about to leave the other boy to his own devices especially at this hour “I have my moments,” he returns with something of a forced laughed while he approaches the other and offers him a hand to keep him steady “Well, we’re about three blocks away from the main campus and the public transportation system doesn’t run on this stretch often enough to be trusted--are you alright?”
One of the best feelings in the world is knowing that your presence and absence both mean something to someone
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“It’s far too late (and too damn cold) to be out here on your own,” he calls out well aware that his voice shatters the silence as much as can be expected--maybe he should have aimed for a friendlier greeting “I’m heading back to campus--maybe you should accompany me,” and he hesitates, heat flooding his features for but a moment before he quickly adds “Safety in numbers, you know--that sort of thing.”
“I’ve been up since four this morning finishing up four forums for international, and two seven page homework assignments. I think at this point I have had so much coffee that I’m Wonder Woman and nothing can touch me.”
“That’s...that’s an awful lot of coffee for one person--please tell me you’ve at least been giving yourself some rest periods between. Have you even been outside in the past couple hours? Please say yes.”
“Well, that definitely fits the description perfectly,” she said, reaching into her bag to pull out the phone. She took a look at it, making sure that it was right. She chuckled. “I agree, It’s definitely not the sort of phone someone would want to steal,” she said. “Here you go.” She handed him the phone.
His relief is evident in the huge breath that he lets free, a weight lifting from his shoulders as he realizes he might not have the worst luck in the entire world “Oh thank god,” he smiles wide enough that he’s sure it ought to hurt as he reaches out to accept the device “You saved me huge.” he bounces some on the spot “I owe you one--anything you need? Like right now? Or I mean, you don’t have to decide now I mean I just,” he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly “I know it’s...old, I’m in sore need of an upgrade but why fix what isn’t broken, am I right?”
Vince let out a low whistle when Andrei mentioned how old his phone was. “Really? Well maybe it is time you get a new one… I still have a Samsung Galaxy 4. Mama still has the 3. Since we’re on the same plan, I’ll get my upgrade when she gets hers… Yknow, she only got the Samsung because when we were first getting it - I was like a high school sophomore at the time - they were having this special, get the Galaxy 4 and get a ‘free’ tablet with it, that’s the only reason mama wanted the Galaxy… I don’t get it though, I mean she barely uses the tablet now,” he scoffed, holding the door open for Andrei so he could get into the lost and found first. “Is it really? That’s cool. I thought most plans were, like, buy the phone through the phone company because they have to put the sim card in and whatnot, and it’s more expensive to buy them separately or something, but I guess if you could get a phone from someone else it would be fine then. I mean there are so many apps for communication that you can use with just wifi without ever needing a line, right?” he rambled, almost missing when Andrei mentioned his glasses. He laughed a little and ran a hand through his hair, about to tell Andrei about his glasses, but then he was already walking towards the woman at the lost and found desk so he just kept his comments to himself and caught up to the other boy eventually. He heard the woman asking Andrei to describe the phone as she got up and rifled through the lost and found bin and he hoped for the other boy’s sake that his phone was in there somewhere.
It seemed what little luck Andrei had to call his own, continued to run sour as he felt the twisting, horrid churning of something wicked in his gut. Despite the other’s company--despite the tired, yet friendly woman who turned away to look through the bag of cellular devices returned for his own. Or, what he could only hope was his own. His Mother wouldn’t let him hear the end of it if he had to get a replacement device--although, she was certainly far better off financially than ever before these days and--no, no! Don’t you even think of asking her for anything!
Of course, the woman’s brow pinches and her gaze darts to him. He sees it, the pity, and resigning himself for the worst he drums his fingers atop the counter top and tries not to look so terribly wrecked when she hands his device back to him--shattered screen and all. His smile falters only just, but he remembers his manners all fine and dandy while his hand closes around the device; glass cutting into his hand with a cruel bite even as he turns away to rejoin Vince where he did leave him last.
Surprised that the other boy hadn’t just taken his leave, he offers him a further fumbling smile and tucks his broken device into the pocket of his jacket. He’d have to figure out that problem at a later time “Thanks for suggesting I come here,” he says and truly he does mean it as he claps him on one arm “Somehow I never would have thought to simply check the lost and found for something I, well; lost.” with a motion he starts to walk once again “You didn’t have to join me for the walk you know--I’m sure you’re busy,”
How would he know? They hadn’t talked much since the party and the shared meal as Andrei continued to show his inability to balance a social life with his own academic career “How have you been? Have you...made a decision on what you plan to do...in terms to, you know?”
Oh! Oof, tell me you didn’t see that. I hate winter.
“Ouch. Would me saying I didn’t see anything make you feel better? Because uh, I can lie if you’d like? But, I’m thinking the bruises won’t be consoled so easily.”
“Let me guess, you’re a Lambda, aren’t you? I can hear it in your voice.”
“Serena Abrams. And yes, as in the socialite and president of BAM.”
“Is that a bad thing--? I mean, I never really paid much attention to the whole...fraternities thing as a whole? Outside of the fact that I’ve got a couple cousins running around in the ones that are very much not the one I’m in. But I’m glad to meet you Serena--just hoping this isn’t some sort of practical joke at my expense.”
“I picked up a phone from off of the ground earlier. It may be yours. Give me a description of it?“
“Um a it’s HTC One X model--the case is blue and it’s got a few dozen scratches on it from me dropping it over the years. The lockscreen should be a picture of my cousin’s cat. A large tabby sort of covered in toilet paper from when she unrolled several new rolls. It’s really not the sort of phone that someone goes out of their way to steal.”
sunshine.....an andrei rosales playlist
01. i feel you...sam roberts // 02. dear fellow traveler...sea wolf // 03. no home...nico vega // 04. lonely boy...the black keys //05. simple as this...jake bugg // 06. alarms in the heart...dry the river // 07. feeling good...the sheepdogs // 08. waiting for love...avicii // 09. into the ocean...blue october // 10. you before me...hoobastank.
Vince sighed when Andrei left to get them a table and just ordered the same thing he was ordering and an extra order of cheese fries to share if he wanted before paying and finding him to sit down with him. He rubbed his neck as they talked together again, tossing the buzzer onto the table. He was going to answer Andrei’s suggestions but was suddenly much more invested with Andrei’s own statements about himself. “Never anything with anyone?” he asked, all wide eyed. He was going to press the matter further, his drunkenness enabling him to be brazen, but he just shook his head and raised his hand. “No, I’m sorry, you don’t have to say anything about that, it’s your life and your body and your choices and all that,” he said hurriedly, waving it off and hopefully waving off Andrei’s uncomfortableness. “But I can fuckin’ ramble all I want ‘cause fuck my life,” he laughed, resting his arms on the table and then resting his chin on them, looking up at Andrei. “I don’t know if I could try that. I think about how I’d react to seeing her talking with other guys like that and it really fucks me up.” Vince rubbed his face and cleared his throat a little, grimacing at the bad taste still in the back of his throat. “I’m the kind of guy that… I’m very… Equilibrium is very important to me, yknow?” he began, laughing a little at his own use of the fancy word. “I mean, like, I will first extend every courtesy to someone because I want and expect them to extend every courtesy back to me, but if discourtesy is first extended to me, then I will extend every discourtesy in return, it’s only fair. and I would never do that discourtesy to Sam.” Vince didn’t even really register that he’d used her name because the buzzer on their food started to light up and move and he gasped excitedly and started trying to get out of his chair. After getting his own legs a little tangled with the legs of his chair, he’d finally made it up to the counter where he could grab the tray of their food and turn the buzzer back in. He brought everything back to their table, the tray initially almost sliding off the edge. “Sorry, sorry about that,” he laughed as he sat back down with Andrei. “I got some cheese fries, you can share with me,” he said cheerfully, grabbing one and popping it into his mouth. He was very used to sharing food whether it be with his cousins or Sam and he was just used to it, it never crossed his mind that Andrei might not like that. “Anyways, where were we?” he asked, licking cheese off the corner of his mouth. “Oh, shit, I’m sorry, I didn’t think to get us drinks… Did you want a soda or a milkshake? I was just gonna get some water for free,” he said as he continued to dig into the cheese fries. “Maybe I should be hella corny and just like… I don’t know… fuckin’… declare my feelings on Valentine’s day or something,” he muttered, pouting down at his food for a while, but then he remembered himself and laughed a little. “That’s lame, isn’t it?” he asked as he looked back up at Andrei, rubbing his neck a little. “I’m gonna - I’ll get us drinks and condiments,” he quickly offered, taking their food off the tray so he could use it to carry their drinks and condiments back to the table. He spent a while getting every condiment because he realized he hadn’t asked Andrei what condiments he wanted and he just wanted to be considerate. As for himself, he liked to mix mayonnaise into his ketchup, like his mom. He returned to the table and he and Andrei carefully removed their drinks and condiments from the tray now that there wasn’t room for everything on the table. “You alright?” he asked when they were finally all settled, stretching his legs out and putting his feet up on the other side of Andrei in the booth they were sitting in of his own comfort. He was used to being comfortable when he ate, sharing food, and eating with his hands because he usually shared meals with friends and people he cared about. Unfortunately, he was still too drunk to notice or care if Andrei was uncomfortable with any of that. “Are you not hungry?” Vince asked when he saw Andrei wasn’t eating yet. “I just ordered you a Shack Stack like I’ve got. Cheeseburger and a ’Shroom Burger topped with lettuce, tomato, ShackSauce. The mushroom is filled with cheese and fried, it’s the bomb,” Vince assured, picking up his own burger for a bite. “Look, man, I know I’m kinda drunk and also your fraternity vice president, but I mean, you can speak freely, yknow, I won’t mind,” he said after a few bites, reaching over to pat Andrei’s arm resting on the table before going for more cheese fries.
His discomfort is evident in the slope of his shoulders, as though his embarrassment couldn’t become worse--he yearned for a hole to open up beneath his feet and swallow him whole at this choice turn in their conversation “I, I was never,” he fumbles verbally for a moment further “I was never very good at expressing my...” he worries his lower lip with his teeth, a terribly nervous habit that he’d yet to be rid of even after all these years “I’ve always been busy.”
Desperate to avoid having to elaborate further and perhaps have one of the few positive relations ruined due to his absolute lack of experience and adventure in life, he says a brief ‘thank you’ is spoken as he takes a cheese fry still hot, fresh out of the fryer and pops it in his mouth. He chews it slowly, trying not to let himself come off as overly concerned--the last thing he wanted to be known as was some sort of mother hen.
“The day of love,” he says following several more fries (he’d never been to this place before) “I think it would be rather romantic--” his brows furrow “Hardly corny.”
But, who was he to judge? To comment?
“I’ll go grab myself a soda,” he says with something of an awkward smile--to avoid the suggestion, opening up “You uh, you want something? Water, wasn’t it?” and he was already turning away, withdrawing his wallet with the rather sad looking sum of dollars within as he moved away from the table, from the other boy and all his words--all his faltering kindness and heart in the open.
Honestly, he wasn’t that hungry as a whole; but wasn’t about to appear ungrateful for the free meal. Gently he places the glass of water before the other upon his return, ice clinking almost merrily and digits slick with cool condensation whilst he wipes his hand off on his slacks “It’s not you,” he says carefully “I just...I’m not very interesting--I don’t lead nearly as an exciting life as you.” he didn’t mean for the words to cause offense and he dearly hoped they didn’t.
Still, he drew his hamburger towards himself with some hesitation “I think you’ve got to take a chance with Sam,” he says as he lifts the hefty sandwich from the plate “You’ll never know what could be if you don’t try to make something out of it--trust me Vince, life is too much of a wild ride for you to simply wait for her to make the move.” maybe he should have avoided the use of her name, but it felt so natural--so easy, friends did this sort of thing right?
He takes a bite, hot grease on his tongue and sauce running down his hands. Grateful to have a valid reason to opt towards silence especially after the pat on his arm that he’s hoping he’ll get used to sooner rather than later “I’m just another student,” he says simply once he swallows “Hardly someone interesting--besides, we’re not here to talk about me, we’re talking about you. You and Sam and how you’re going to woo her right and proper this Valentine’s Day.”
