āWhoa,ā Bradley started, reaching up towards her eyes to impersonate the cool-as-a-cucumber jiggle of his shades heād executed.Ā āWhat the fuck was that? James Bond vibes. Such a fan of your work for our country. Can you autograph my tit, sire?ā
He had to think about what she just said before getting it, trying his best at a British accent to go with it.Ā āMy name is Reeves. Joe Reeves. And I can autograph anything you want me to.ā
The point of going to the library had been to force himself into doing some homework. For close to an hour, in all fairness, it had worked. Liam had gotten a solid half of his mythology essay finished and it wasnāt even due until next week, putting him ahead of schedule for the first time in his life. In light of this, heād stopped focusing on the homework and had instead put his talents toward creating a little paper-football that he balanced on the desk and flicked into the air. He stood up out of his chair on instinct when it flew right into somebodyās head, trying and mostly failing to suppress laughter.Ā āIām so sorry,ā he chuckled, going around the table and picking up the makeshift football from where it had fallen on the ground.Ā āDidnāt mean to hit you. I, uhā¦ā He jerked his thumb sheepishly over his shoulder.Ā āI exceeded my attention limit, I guess.ā
Joe was almost falling asleep right there. He had been sat there for God knows how long, trying to write this stupid essay. But all he got were three lines, and then his mind went blank. If anything, that paper football was just a wake upĀ call that he was never going to get anywhere with that essay today. And that he shouldnāt fall asleep here. Trying to hide his sleepy face behind a smile, Jonathan turned to look at the other boy.Ā āThatās fine, donāt worry about it.ā He said, waving it off. Almost instantly, his eyes fell on the football, and a genuine smile spread on his lips.Ā āI feel that. But if youāre going to play with that, just go get an actual football. Itād be a pleasure to join you, I need some distraction.ā
Finn had met Joe when he had gone to check in on the Kappa Sigma house for the Head of Greek Life. Considering he had not only gone to Bernard but been in the fraternity, it just made sense that he would be the one to keep an eye on them. Joe must have been going through the pledge process. But being a good fraternity brother, the young professor texted Joe to come catch up with him in his office.Ā
Joe had no idea why he had been called to his office, but through experience, it could only be a bad news. He was quite nervous, which was rare for him, when he finally got to the office, knocking on the door once before walking in.Ā āDid, you want toĀ see me, professor? Itās about the assignment, isnāt it? I knew I fucked it up.ā
āHoly shit -ā Siennaās tone had always been naturally loud, the urgency that danced with her word capturing the attention of those around her as she whipped out her phone, pointing it in the boyās direction.Ā āAlert the paparazzi, alert TMZ - weāve got a celebrity in the building. ā Danny Devito, is that you?ā
Joe was a little startled by her sudden reaction. And what she said was not what he expected, but he still decided to play along.Ā āHow could you recognize me so fast?ā He started before adding some more. āBut this is such a compliment. I am not nearly half as good looking as Danny Devito is.ā
Watching the young man come over, she eyed him for a minute. There was no way that he was 21, but she wasnāt one to rat out a person for doing something illegal. The last thing that Avery was was a hypocrite.
Avery hummed in thought, chewing at her lip as she looked at the options of rum and vodka.Ā āI usually like coke and rum, but I also just want to get something I could drink on its own. Are those Twisted Teas or Smirnoff Ice things any good?ā she asked the taller young man.Ā āOr do you think thereās one of these that I could get away with drinking straight on its own? I honest to God didnāt drink anything other than wine before this fall,ā the redhead laughed, shaking her head.
His eyes moved over at the bottles on the shelves, a small frown pulling on his eyebrows.Ā āWell, if you like sweet drinks, Smirnoff Ice will fall in your taste.ā Joe stated, although he had never tried Twisted Teas yet. He just knew the other option was a good one. At her latest words, his lips etched a little wider into a smile.Ā āWell, vodka on its own isnāt so bad. But my favorite is definitely crĆØme de menthe. But that tasteās not for everyone.ā
Just getting out of a long shift at the book shop, the redhead was in pain from her leg, stressed, and exhausted. Avery dug in her bag, finding her pill bottles and popping one of each, not pulling the orange containers out of her bag so no one would ask questions. Her hand reached next to her and took a gulp of her drink to help them go down, her body beginning to relax a little bit.Ā
The sun was just beginning to set, the sky painted in shades of orange, pink, and purple. Avery watched it with a small smile before her eyes found their way to a liquor shop across the street. The blonde had never really purchased alcohol like that before, but maybe a bottle of something would be nice to help her relax. Entering the shop, the girl looked around before chewing on her bottom lip, looking around at all the options.Ā āAny recommendations on what to get?ā she asked the person that was a little ways down the aisle.Ā
One thing he missed from his homeland was how he had been legally able to buy alcohol since he was 18. And now here, no matter how many times heād try, heād always get carded. It was a pain, so he got a fake ID in no time, and it proved to be quite useful so far, having no problems buying alcohol or getting in bars.
He didnāt really know what he wanted, but his feet lead him to this liquor shop, so he figured it meant he was due for something to drink. And Joe knew exactly just what he wanted. He had barely turned in the aisle that a girl was calling him out, and he looked at her with amused raised eyebrows.Ā āWell, it allĀ depends on what you usually like to drink.ā He said as a reply, continuing her way to see what she was looking at.
the whole thing is just one big fucking inconvenience to her. all she had wanted to do was smoke and watch a fucking movie. but of course itās rude of the world to ever work in her favor. she growls, slamming her laptop shut and marching out of her room. small fists pound ferociously on the offenders door and she considers kicking it down should they not come out.Ā āpipe the fuck down asshole!ā she yells over the noise.
Music was blasting so loud from his speakers, Joe barely heard the knocks on his door. But the faint noise was enough to make him press the pause button, just in time to hear her voice. He was a little surprised at her words and how perfect the timing was when he paused his music, opening his door shortly after.Ā āSorry, did you want anything?āĀ
*please note all smut scenes will be time skipped with me.
( Cody Christian / 20 / male ) I hear Jonathan Reeves is known to be kind of friendly, but unfortunately, also violent. He is in 2nd year of study, studying kinesiology. The Leo is definitely going to make things interesting.
Heās that jock guy thatās been playing sports all his life. Played both football and hockey, until he was 15 and had to pick only one. So he decided on hockey, but still played football with friends.
In high school, he was that popular jock whoās very nice and friendly but also kind of a fuckboy. He doesnāt want to lead anyone on so he always made sure it was clear that was just for the fun of it, no actual feelings.
Slight downfall though, he has major anger issues. Something as small as insulting his cats can make him snap. Heās tried working on it but it just keeps happening. He does have some exceptions that keep him from hitting.
Bigger downfall now: his anger issues lead him to being kicked out from his hockey team. It was two years ago, and he was scouted to play for a college team the next year. But that player of the opposing team, for the whole game, kept making comments about his thenĀ āgirlfriendā. He tried to keep his head in the game, but he just so happened to see him after the game, and he lost it. The poor dude was sent to the hospital, and Joe was banned from any official teams.
After such an event, he obviously needed a change. Instead of going to McGill, as planned, he opted for something much farther from where he lived. Thatās how he ended up in Bernard last year.Ā
Very friendly and tries to get along with everyone. He does have that jock vibe though, which can probably turn off people - he does like to show off tbh. But yeah, he can easily snap and thatās not always pretty.Ā
Heās never actually been in love. He had a few girlfriends through the years but he never felt anything deep, and they never lasted for long. He never cheated though, heās a faithful guy, he could never do this.
Heteroromantic but bisexual.
Cats lover.
I have started writting down some wanted connections, but itās not complete. So Iām up for anything you want tbh. Just like this or whatever you prefer if you want to plot.
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