G
grey987
Guest
Original poster
[A RESERVED 1x1 BETWEEN ME AND ICEQUEEN]
There was a loud, digital ping that repeated itself over and over throughout the once silent atmosphere in the room, persisting even through the shifting and muffled groans coming from two figures buried underneath the sheets of their beds. "Turn that shit off already," came an irritated voice from the one on the far end, while the other one reached out its hand to try and silence the damned device that refused to stop making that excruciating noise. Frustrated with repeated failures, the person lying underneath the bed by the nightstand whisked a hand over to the side, sending a gust of wind into the electronic and flipping it over, causing it to land upside-down on the floor and miraculously turning it off without breaking it in the process.
He hated going through this routine... He really freaking hated it.
Another grunt came from the bed by the table, and then the sheets were pushed aside to reveal a groggy-looking young man who obviously didn't want to wake up. However, as a student at the Collington University ("For Gifted Individuals", as was omitted from public knowledge), Jason Aldrich still recognized that he had obligations to uphold and he begrudgingly upheld them, sighing as he forced himself up out of his cozy little sanctuary. "You getting up too or what, you ass...?" he mumbled tiredly, rubbing his eyes as he looked over at the bed beside him. He was met with no response, then there was an annoyed grumble that came out and the other figure underneath the covers shifted, slowly sitting up and looking over to meet with his roommate's gaze.
"... This is bullshit, man."
"Yeah... It really is."
Jason and Neil Darrell had been living together in the same dormitory room and had been friends for a just a little over 3 years now, and they could both agree that the routine they had to go through was still awful to have to endure.
"I'll go take the shower first," Jason said quietly, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and getting himself to stand before searching for some clothes to wear for the day.
"What...? You shouldn't have woken me up then, you prick."
"I think me being a prick was the point of doing that."
"Just shut up already."
There was a loud, digital ping that repeated itself over and over throughout the once silent atmosphere in the room, persisting even through the shifting and muffled groans coming from two figures buried underneath the sheets of their beds. "Turn that shit off already," came an irritated voice from the one on the far end, while the other one reached out its hand to try and silence the damned device that refused to stop making that excruciating noise. Frustrated with repeated failures, the person lying underneath the bed by the nightstand whisked a hand over to the side, sending a gust of wind into the electronic and flipping it over, causing it to land upside-down on the floor and miraculously turning it off without breaking it in the process.
He hated going through this routine... He really freaking hated it.
Another grunt came from the bed by the table, and then the sheets were pushed aside to reveal a groggy-looking young man who obviously didn't want to wake up. However, as a student at the Collington University ("For Gifted Individuals", as was omitted from public knowledge), Jason Aldrich still recognized that he had obligations to uphold and he begrudgingly upheld them, sighing as he forced himself up out of his cozy little sanctuary. "You getting up too or what, you ass...?" he mumbled tiredly, rubbing his eyes as he looked over at the bed beside him. He was met with no response, then there was an annoyed grumble that came out and the other figure underneath the covers shifted, slowly sitting up and looking over to meet with his roommate's gaze.
"... This is bullshit, man."
"Yeah... It really is."
Jason and Neil Darrell had been living together in the same dormitory room and had been friends for a just a little over 3 years now, and they could both agree that the routine they had to go through was still awful to have to endure.
"I'll go take the shower first," Jason said quietly, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and getting himself to stand before searching for some clothes to wear for the day.
"What...? You shouldn't have woken me up then, you prick."
"I think me being a prick was the point of doing that."
"Just shut up already."
Last edited by a moderator: