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@nathanparis
“Disaster? Those shorts were a blessing for the entire school. The hair not so much, but… I don’t know, maybe it’s time for change. I only grew it out to piss Keating off anyway.”
“Okay, so do what I do. Buy new socks, get a trim, but don’t cut off the purest thing about you. It’s all I have left, Chuckie. It’s all I have left.”
“What? You don’t even know why I need them.”
“Do you think I’ve forgotten the great disaster of sophomore year? I had to walk around like Richard Simmons in booty shorts for a solid month. And you looked like Dorothy Hamill with that haircut. There’s a reason you’re only allowed safety scissors.”
“Do we have scissors?”
“Shut your mouth.”
“Yeah, well, you’re difficultly stubborn.” Gerald’s hands found their way into his pockets, as he walked outside. “You still didn’t answer my question, but, I take it you’re not going to.” He shivered once as a gust of frosty air passed over them. “How was your break?,” he asked, making small talk and changing the vague subject.
“Why waste time? We have the world at our fingertips, or in my case, tops of my gloves. Which are insanely useful here. Did you expect it to get this cold? Shit.” Nate winked, rubbing his hands together to add some warmth. “Good. Spend most of it with my mom. She is taking this college thing rather well. Kinda expect to come home to my room being used as a knitting room any day now. My dad.. well, he asked me how I liked the bacon on Christmas. Progress. Yours?”
“Y-Yeah, that’s like ex-exactly what I’m saying.” Tom playfully rolled his eyes. “I’ll d-do you one better, I-I’ll put together a r-really visually appealing instagram video.” Tom shook his head, it was a lie but he could less it. Not as good as Nate as he was the actor in the relationship but he could. “Uhm… no. Not really. No.”
“Do you mean it? Don’t tease me with your skills if you aren’t going to follow through. I’ll be hurt. So terribly hurt. And make sure we avoid Valencia, it’s overdone.” Nathan played up the words with a dramatic roll of his tongue. “Good, because you can’t be in love with me Boopy and be embarrassed. I’d wither away. Poof into the wind. Never to be seen again.” Taking his hand, Nathan pulled him closer. “What do you feel like doing tonight? We can go see a show maybe, I met this guy in class who works the box office. Maybe I can see how my New York connections pan out.”
Gerald furrowed his eyebrows together, and opened his mouth to comment- but ultimately decided there was no use trying to reason with his friend. “Living a little isn’t possible. You’re either alive or you’re not.” He followed Nate to the door, hesitantly. “Where are we going?”
“I love that you know better nowadays than to try and talk me out of these things.” Nathan rolled his eyes, he’d never get the pessimistic views. “Yeah, yeah. Well consider this me proving that wrong.” He tightened his scarf and made his way out into the cold. “To show you how much living their is to do in this city.”
“Oh no, n-n-not a bowler hat, Anything b-but that.” He said with a laugh, shaking his head. “Y-You were al-already great en-enough but a bo-bowler hat on t-top of all o-of that. I-It’s just unfair.”
“What? Are you saying I’ve unlocked some never level of attractiveness? Ooh, please tell all of our friends. Make a snapchat, a few Facebook posts.” Nathan shimmied his way over to his boyfriend. “Or are you embarrassed? If so, I can’t do anything about it.”
Knox stepped out of the warmth of the library into the cold NYC air while pulling a packet of cloves out of his pocket and securing one in between his lips. He felt around for his lighter to no avail, “Brilliant!” He said to himself and decided to chance asking the person nearby, “Excuse me, do you have a light maybe?”
“Let it be known, that in this very moment. I, Nathan Paris, was of use to one Knox Overman.” Nathan said, following behind Knox. He pulled out his lighter and handed it off. “Try not to lose it. I’ve been having shitty luck when it comes to keeping those things.”
“Its a nice hat, but I wouldn’t have traded my sandwich for it. Just saying.”
“This is why you’ll never feel joy, Pittsy. To trade is to open your life to new opportunities. Come on. Let's go live a little.” Nathan jumped up and gestured to the door. “Our afternoon awaits us.”
“Some man traded me this hat for my roast beef sandwich. Talk about scoring big on the way back from class.”
[text]: Yes, muse. I said muse. [text]: Well no, nothing quite that dramatic. [text]: I just want to capture you doing normal thing. I got this new wind up camera, I really want to try it out.
[text] Today was my walk around while serenading the local cats day.
[text] But I can put that off for you, and only you.
Meeks: I’m going home for the holidays. You should all come with me.
Charlie: Oh, I don’t know. Are we going to have to use our party manners?
Meeks: If you mean shower and not throw up on the carpet, yes.
Neil: That’s a lot of ask of us, but we’re in.
[text]: I just wanted to see if you wanted to... [text]: ... be a muse for the day.
[text] ...
[text] A muse you say?
[text] What are the requirments, boss?
[text] OOO, do I get to wear drapey clothes and lounge around while giving pearls of wisdom?
[text]: That just kind of sounds like you're busy. [text]: But you know, text me when you're not busy. Because I kind of wanted to do something.
[text] Not busy per se, more of a guy with a morning routine.
[text] What's up????
[text]: Are you busy right now? [text]: Like right now, right now.
[text] I’m currently finishing breakfast and have to shower.
[text] Aside from that and watching Maury with Chuck, nope!