POUR SOME ALOE ON ME ➞ MICAH + NOAH
Hands slapped together in almost a high five to himself after he had closed his laptop. Maybe rubbing aloe over a sunburn isn't as suggestive as rubbing sunscreen over skin, but, it was similar enough that he'd consider it a win. Fingers moved to poke at fluffy hair on his head, a pout evident on his lips as he stopped himself from just rolling over to grab his suitcase. Considering he's on the top bunk, that wouldn't probably ended up with a broken bone and he didn't want to need medical attention the second day in the house. Sliding the laptop off of his lap, Micah swung his body enough to be able to carefully hop down and move to where most of his shit was still packed up haphazardly to pull out one of the many beanies he had in there. Pulling it over his head, he blindly attempted to perfect it on his head and pat down the hair that was sneaking out from under to make sure it wasn't as much of an unkempt mess as it was before.
The rest of his wardrobe ended up being his FSU sweater jacket, a pair of sweats and socks to walk around in. This was his home now, and this was how he dressed when he was at home. Sure, he'll put effort into how he looked at some point, but, that point wasn't now. Plus, he didn't think Noah was really going to care that much. She didn't exactly seem like the type who would.
Finally leaving his room, he found himself only having to stroll to the next door over; seeing that being clearly labeled as three. Convenient. Lips spread into a bit of a grin as he moved his hand to grab at the knob, his other knocking gently on the door as an announcement that he was coming in before he was twisting the handle to do just that. "Hey," he greeted with a bit of a nod once he was crossing the threshold, brown eyes instantly landing on the girl he was looking for. "So, tell me again how you got this sunburn that I'll be helping you out with?" he asked as the door closed behind him, licking his lips as he crossed the room in order to sit on a bottom bunk.