His chest thumps and his hands grow shaky. Casey REALLY wants to get started, but... it's hard telling Antoni no. It's hard for him to tell anyone no.
โUhm... okay. Yeah, I can... wait to start later. โ
"Then it can wait."
He spoke rather curtly, straight to the point. Soon he's manipulating Casey to look up at him, a littke smirk outline st his lips. Boy, the twink sure did look there.
"C'mon princess."
A cute, little grown curls his thin lips as Casey keeps his eyes focused on the computer. He truly does not have the mean bone in his body to tell Antoni to leave him alone.
โI just started...โ he mumbles.
"Yeah? Sounds boring." He's gazing down at Casey, flexing thst bicep to squish Casey's cheeks. "Cmon, you should take a break." Or, as he really means, 'I want your attention.'
Casey's entire body ceases up immediately when feeling that strong arm on him, wrapping around him like a Burmese python. He quits the slouching, sitting up straight in his desk chair like he's been put on trial.
โA project,โ Casey says sheepishly,
โ...for Sociology.โ
Never a fan of being ignored, he's peaking out to gaze at Casey for a moment. Getting up he approached his roommate from behind him, locking him between thst bicep and his forearm. Twink jail.
"What are you working on?"
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โ Angelo al centro del campo โ
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Sitting in the tidiest space within the dorm (Casey's side, of course), the college freshman is, like usual, sitting at his desk on the computer. He's currently working on a research project. APA-formatted essay, PowerPoint, and all. All for the sake of a sociology course.
It may be stupid to others, especially @CAMPUSFEAR, but little Casey finds it a very interesting subject. He's always loved learning. Probably why the boy knows more than three languages. Just a little prodigy who, unfortunately, cannot stand up for himself to save his own life.
After getting the text, Casey had quickly made his way outside. Bewilderment smacks him right on the face as he sees the man by his truth.
โMason...?
Why are you... dressed like... that?โ
Waiting outside @THEGOLDENPOSSUM 's place with a bouquet and chocolates. He's new to this romance stuff, but he's trying his best. Even dressing as a slutty cowboy for his little possum. He's waiting his truck, sending Casey a simple text;
๐ฉ > C'mon down, prince.