#cicereaux

[lyutatia]

Busted: Your character will catch mine doing something they shouldn’t.

for @einearin and @douchewight (modern au)

L'yuta wakes up to screaming.

After peeling his face off his ochem textbook and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, he realizes it isn't screaming -- it's laughter.

He fumbles around for his phone and glares at the screen -- which (much too brightly) reads 3:14 AM.

Another round of laughter drifts up from downstairs.

L'yuta sighs the tired sigh of a premed student two weeks before final exams and shuffles outside to tell whoever it is downstairs to shut the fuck up because some people need to sleep.

Instead he finds his stuffy neighbor Einearin Douma sitting at a table next to loudmouth, obnoxious Cicereaux Chevalier and L’yuta freezes for a moment because he’s suddenly positive he’s dreaming.

“And then,” Cicereaux says, sniggering, “that’s how the entire class saw how tiny his dick was.”

Einearin guffaws so hard she nearly spills her beer all over herself.

L’yuta turns around and leaves immediately.

(The next morning he once again wakes up to screaming, although this time it’s followed by dozens of beer cans crashing to the floor and Cicereaux hollering, “you’re way more fun when you’re drunk!”)