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[misfitrunnxrs]

It didn’t take long for Nevada to walk over to the boys’ apartment, Poochini at his side. Nev was happy that Nate texted him, the man honestly wanted to see him again. He stopped outside the door, knuckles rapping gently against the surface before helping himself in. “Hello,” Nevada called out before laying his eyes on Nate. The man smirked as he stepped forward, letting Poochini off his leash, tossing the toy to the dog. Dark eyes looked over the boy thorougly, “Have we been drinking?” He teased.

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[misfitrunnxrs]

He remebered to text Nate this time around, mentioning that he would be playing at the jazz club tonight and hoped to see him there. Nevada was perched at the piano as he played along with the band, together they played for about an hour before breakingand allowing another musician to take the stage. “Glad you could make it,” Nev spoke as he placed his hat that he was wearing upon the boys’ head and took a seat next to him.

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[misfitrunnxrs]

Nevada was just getting off of when Nate had texted him. The man knew about the tradition a lot of tattoo parlors offered on Friday the thirteenth, he just never had the chance to partake in them. Except for today when Nate texted him about Fridat the !3th movie, when the idea suddenly popped into his head. He drove over to Nate’s in his old baby blue pick up truck, one he has had since his grandfather died and was passed on to him. It was old but still ran like a champ. the man cherished it very much. Nev pressed a hand against the car horn, leaning acrossthe bucket seat to open the passenger door for Nate. Patting the spot right next to him, despite his hand would have to reach between the boys leg for the stick shift.

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[derekkchambers]

Spring Break was over and soon Derek was heading back to classes. The bet was over and honestly he didn’t do so good. He only got to four guys. If he had said the amount of lays over the many people, he would’ve had it in the bag with how many times he got it in with a couple of guys. But now he had to go to Nate and hear the guy brag on how he was the best and pay him the money. It was in his pocket as he made way to Nate’s place, knocking on the door. He wasn’t ready to hear all the shit that Nate had to give. Leaning against the frame of the door as it opened he looked at the other man. “Got my money Nath--” He started to use the full name but corrected himself. “Nate” @natexxrichards