open to: tops, bottoms, other students, friends, tutors, mxm
setting: Mateo is up studying late when he asks your muse to come over to help him.
“Bro-” Mateo sighed as he rubbed at his head, “I am going to fail this shit for sure.” He opted to take a break from what he was reading to pack another bowl, packing it loosely before his lighter sparked and ran over green, idly filling the chamber with smoke as Mateo sucked lightly, taking a deep inhale and holding it in. School was just… not for everybody, and Mateo was one of those somebody’s. He exhaled and let a warm cloud pass over his lips before he held the bong out to his friend next to him, “Maybe I could be like. I don’t know. A cop or something.” He coughed a few times, eyes glazed over as he rubbed idly at the back of his head. “Maybe I'll just take next semester off, you know. Find myself.”