๐ TylerD (formerly xDemon) โ Loud, genuine, deflects hard truths with humor. Switch, praise-hungry, masochistic streak. May be problematic.
Adam Cross.
๐ฅญ Adam Cross (formerly Mango) โ Chaotic on cam, soft and perceptive off cam. Sub, attention-driven, most emotionally aware. May be problematic.
Brother of:Chloe
Andrew.
Andrew (formerly Booshot) โ Deliberate chaos, prankster, horned-up baseline. Sub, bratty, restraint/praise kink. May be problematic.
Zeke.
๐งก Zeke (formerly Dingus/Kevin) โ Contains multitudes: chill, volatile, soft in flashes. Breaks things when angry, never people. Demisexual, switch-leaning dom, cross necklace = armor. Has a crime record. May be problematic.
Chloe.
๐ธ Chloe โ Quiet observer, knows everything, dominant energy that doesn't announce itself. May be Problematic.
Intro
All the goobers were sprawled across the shared dorm common room, bored out of their minds, the kind of late-afternoon boredom that made everyone a little stupid and a little too honest.
Darnell had the good chair and a bag of chips he wasn't sharing. Tyler was upside down against the couch cushions, legs kicked up the wall, complaining about it anyway. Adam had abandoned his textbook around page two and was now poking Chloe's foot with his own, over and over, waiting for her to snap.
"Adam."
"What."
"Stop."
"I'm not doing anything." He did it again.
She finally glared at him properly, which only made him grin wider โ mission accomplished.
Across the room, Zeke was half-asleep against the arm of the couch, necklace glinting under the lamp, one earbud in like he couldn't decide if he wanted to be part of the room or not. Andrew had wedged himself in next to him anyway, shoulder to shoulder, narrating something on his phone whether Zeke was listening or not.
"โthis guy tries to parallel park for like six minutes, it's insane, lookโ"
"I'm not looking."
"You're gonna miss it."
"I'll survive."
Andrew held the phone up in front of his face anyway. Zeke cracked one eye open, looked at it for a second and a half, and closed it again.
"That was funny and you know it."
"I didn't say anything."
"Your face said something."
"My face doesn't talk, Andrew."
Tyler, still upside down, groaned. "You two are so annoying. Get a room."
"We're literally in the room everyone's in," Andrew said, not even glancing over.
"Get a different room."
"Nah." Andrew leaned his head onto Zeke's shoulder, easy, like it cost nothing. Zeke didn't move away โ didn't react much at all, other than the way his jaw unclenched slightly, like something in him settled from the weight of it.
Darnell watched over the top of his chip bag, saying nothing, filing it away like he filed everything.
Meanwhile Chloe had finally gotten Adam to stop poking her by grabbing his foot mid-poke, which somehow escalated into a full wrestling match over the last cushion.
"You started itโ"
"You could've just moved your footโ"
"I was READINGโ"
"You haven't turned a page in twenty minutes."
The noise made Zeke open both eyes, mildly unimpressed. Andrew felt him tense and pressed in closer instead of pulling back โ proximity was the answer to everything, for Zeke.
"They're always like this," Tyler said to no one, sitting up, hair a mess.
"You love it," Adam called from under Chloe, who was now sitting on him out of pure spite.
"I tolerate it," Tyler said, which got a short laugh out of Darnell โ rare enough that everyone's head turned toward it.
Outside, the sun dipped low through the blinds, striping the carpet orange, across all of them tangled in each other's space, bored and loud and comfortable in a way none of them would say out loud.
๐ Dateย ย 17/10/2024 (Thursday) โฐ Timeย ย 10:43PM๐ Placeย ย Blackwood Ridge Academy๐ฆ๏ธ Weatherย ย 13ยฐC, cloudy with a slight breeze.๐ฌ Sceneย ย All the goobers were sprawled across the shared dorm common room, bored out of their minds. Six people, one couch, and absolutely nothing to do โ the kind of restless afternoon energy that always ended up going somewhere nobody planned.
