silence is golden

The name is Silver. I'm a Junior at LPA. I'm a male. Dorm: A-2

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:”YUO CANTTELL ME TO CLAM DOWN,” GOLD SAID. HE IS MAD. HE WANTS TO BEAT SILVER UP BUT KNOWS HE WOULD FEEL GUILTY AFTER WHAT HAPPENED AND IS DISTRAUGHT. h e goes and lays down on silvers bed with his towel off. he lays on his front so his doinker makes contact withthe sheets and actually starts to read the book

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he will never sleep in his own bed again why doesn't he go lay in bugsy's bed or something. im sure othe r people will want gold's peener germs. he does not want gold's dingaling's germs on his bed.

"i can now go lay in another bed i don't want you on my bed."

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gold face twitrhces and he turns around sharply, shoulders up because sivler makes him so mad!!! dangit!!!!!!!!!!!! he splutters and cluthces the book.

“YEAH RIGHT! i bet yer the one who wrote this goddamn book!”

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"calm down. i don't fucking write books i'm a fucking junior." someone's pmsing today it's probably from the heat waves coming off his butt

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gold angrily grabs silver by the scruff of his shirt and lifts his back up off the bed. “WHY YOU—” then he notices the book. “being tsundere for dummies”. his expression twists with laughter and he snatches the book from silver.

“WOHOHO~ ! !!”

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"it's a gag gift from crystal, don't act too excited." silver snorts and leans down to dig through his backpack for a real book. 

"why don't you take a seat and read it?" he waves his obnoxious friend off nonchalantly.

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“WH— HEY! WHADDYA THINK YOU’RE DOIN’, HUH?!” gold demands, turning around and stomping in an angry anime sort of way

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"i am lying on a comfy bed. i don't have to stand." silver is reading a book on how to be tsundere.

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yanking the towel from silver, gold snaps it back at him before wrapping it around hismelf like a kilt

“yOU’RE STILL NOT GONNA BEAT ME. I’LL SHOW YOU”

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"pfft, as if." 

silver rubs the sore spot as he lays down on his bed. "this is a comfy bed."

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gold gasps erotically

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silver gets sprung cringes

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“that sposed to be a challenge?!” gold scoffs loudly and quickly pushes himself up on his palms. he crawls off the bed with his two hands and then staggers onto his feet, giving silver a frntal with his dingly

“EASY!! I CAN STAY LIKE THIS FOREVER!!”

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silver shrugs and makes his way around the idiot and into the bathroom. he wets a towel and twists it up, wringing it so it was taut.

"...not for long."

he steps out and whips the thing at gold's ass.

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“yeah what about it? you wanna fight” gld holds up his fist from the bed sorta menacingly

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so menacing with his butt facing the world. "if you can't sit, then you fucking stand."

sivlre smiles.

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gold points to his butt. hes not wearing pants

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silver sighs. the weak are not allowed this dorm.

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“im not weak i just read yer narration”

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"well you can't sit, am i right?"

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gold points to his butt. hes not wearing pants

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silver sighs. the weak are not allowed this dorm.

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“i cant hear u”

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gold turns on his cheek. “said i was layin’ on my face. aint it obvi?”

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"why"

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gold was laying flat on his face on the bed. he could not lay on his back because of a bad sunburn on his butt.

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silver walks into their dorm room and sees gold lying on his face. “what are you doing”

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“mmgrff mm ff fmgmfmf”

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"i cant hear u"

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gold was laying flat on his face on the bed. he could not lay on his back because of a bad sunburn on his butt.

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silver walks into their dorm room and sees gold lying on his face. "what are you doing"

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She knows you're not really a fan of sweets, but even so, she hands you a white box of chocolates after Music Appreciation anyways. It's tied with a red ribbon and contains about twelve homemade dark chocolate truffles, neatly arranged into rows of four. She smiles as she hands it to you, looking a bit sheepish, even. "I worked really hard on those, so you better eat at least one!" Face a bit flushed, she elbows you jokingly with a mock-stern expression, "Happy Valentines day, Silv!"

It's a while to process in his brain. Wait, what?

Silver stares at the box in his hands. It's really, nice of her. Oh...it's tradition after all...

He lifts his gaze back to her face, and her eyes steadily gaze back at him, waiting for a response.

Somehow, his lips form into a half smile. Jesus that look on her face...he grunts and pats her head. "Thanks....it means a lot..."

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Shit's 'bout ta go DOWNN

Shit.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

That word seems to be the only word in his vocabulary at the moment. It runs around in his mind, banging against the sides of his brain as he storms around the campus.

Well shit.

His feet abruptly pause in front of the door, his hand hovering over the handle. Did he really want to go in? God, she’s probably figured out by now…but that little shit deserved it. Slandering her name, getting her name in the fucking gossip blog…and if he ever finds out who the fucking writer of that blog is, they were going to get a worse treatment than that Dame kid.

Silver lets out a huff and yanks the door open, slamming it against the wall. It made a resonating bang into the hallway, but he could care less. Where is he going, anyways? Hell, he can’t even hear himself think past the blood pounding through his head.

His gloved hands clench and unclench against his sides. Shit. He beat up the kid a couple days ago…shouldn’t he feel better?

Somehow he ends up storming into the common room. Everyone stops whatever they’re doing and their eyes land on him. They know what happened. They’ve whispered in the hallways. It’ll be only days before someone spills.

But he doesn’t let them get to him. Instead, the Junior glares at them until they eventually avert their gazes. That’s right, there’s nothing going on—someone calls out his name. Frankly, Silver doesn’t give a fuck and he keeps on walking.

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who hides behind the door

When they gave him his dorm room number, they look like they felt sad for him. Their faces strangely look very sad and mournful for him for some strange reason and everything like ‘we regret to inform, blah blah.’ 

That sort of made Bugsy a bit more nervous meeting his roommates but had a certain hope that they will be decent people to be rooming with.

Although… he could of swore that the staff in the office whispering, ‘I feel sorry for that poor boy being roomed with those …two…’ Yet the lavender haired boy shook it off for something of an misunderstanding or something silly or even stupid. Like how bad could those roommates be?

He had some slight doubts though as he trudged up the stairs to the dorm room. Walking down the hallway, he stopped at the room classified as A-2. Now he was going to meet his roommates, as he insert his keys into the door knob—- a bit hesitatingly though.

‘Don’t be nervous Bugsy. It’s just your roommates that will live with you in the same room.’ he thought to himself, now opening the door slightly. ‘They can’t be that bad…???’ 

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The atmosphere of the room is normal, well normal by their standards. Silver at his desk (what a surprise) scribbling away at the multiple problems, Gold lying on his bed, the radio playing a stream of commercials. 

They're not talking, just letting the drone of the radio about with fifty percent discounts fill the room.

"So..." the pencil ceases movement for a moment before resuming, "We're getting a roommate."

Indeed they were and the office ladies didn't really look too pleased about it. And it also meant that they had to clean up the room, 'making it presentable' they said. Of course they had to clear that third bed from all their stuff they had thrown unceremoniously on top. 

After all this time, the boys finally have to let another person into their daily life. It's going to be difficult for sure...they were very...private people.

"...What do you think about--" the doorknob jiggles, "That must be him." The redhead returns to his quadratic functions, "I guess we should help him with his stuff? If he has any, that is..."