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grian sighed as he shuffled in through the door of the dorm, he dropped his coat next to the door and flung himself onto a the small ripped sofa. “Hey Grian.” Joel waved at him from the bathroom door before locking it behind him.
He sighed, guess he had to wait till Joel took his shower. He looked to martyn to try and talk but he was cooking some leftover take out while blasting his music through his headphones. no one was even attempting to talk to each other, studying for exams seems to make everyone as social as a rock. “Sup grian! Want some food?” Martyn pulled a side of his headphones of his ear, offering him some re heated chicken.
“No thanks mate, you eat, im not hungry” he shrugged before sitting down opposite G. “Sooo” he pulled his headphones off and dropped them next time him. “Any closer with that crush of yours!” Grain blushed rubbing the back of his neck.
“No, we’re not… that close.” Martyn laughed, before taking a bite of his food. “Bet you wish you were that close tho hu?” “Oh shut up.”
“Also i wouldn’t recommend going in your room just yet” he raised an eye brow. “Why?” “Put your ear against the wall.” Grain did, he stood up, strode over to the wall and leant down.
“F-fuck… jimmy!”
“Shut up tango, martyn might hear us.”
“Sorry, just keep- oh void~”
Martyn snickered. “Nearly walked in on them, didn’t think jimmy was a top. No music majors i have met were tops, take ren for example.” Grian rolled his eyes, letting out a quiet laugh. “To much info there mate. And what is it with all of you dating and me being single.” Martyn dropped his plate in the dishwasher and turned to him. “What you mean?”
He sighed pacing up and down the room, he ran his hands through his hair and groaned. “Well, jimmy’s obviously got tango-“ martyn snorted, apologised then laid back on the sofa. “You, ren and scott have your thing together, even Joel has lizzie! And I’m just… single.”
“Maybe you should shoot your shit with mumbo.”
‘Maybe’ he thought… “yea, maybe i should.”
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They all sat in the hall, the mix of croud chatting and the music making it impossible to hear. “Look at jimmy! He is so staring at tango!” Cleo yelled over the music to Grian, They looked at the stage. jimmy, mic in hand, was singing for the band, joel behind him, bigb next to him playing guitar (skizz fell of the stage in the last song and was sent to medical)
Jimmys eyes were focused to near the back of the crowd, tango stood with ren, scott and mumbo. Scott and ren were smirking and elbowing tango who was stood between them looking at the floor, smiling. He was hard to miss, bright red hair that faded into orange spiking around his head.
But grian wasn’t looking at them. His eyes were focused on mumbo. He stood next to them, taller than the his friends. His raven black hair combed slightly but still messy, he spoke excitedly to scott who rolled his eyes.
“See something you like?” “No!” Cleo raised an eye brow. “Convincing” they both looked up at the stage, they finished there song and the hall emptied out apart from scott, ren, mumbo, tango, martyn and grian. Cleo had to leave for her class.
It never made sense how they were friends. Ren did drama and english. Scott does architecture and art. Tango does programming and science. Martyn does drama and pe. And mumbo does maths and programming. Joel does music and architecture. Jimmy does music and science. Then theres grian who does architecture and english.
Jimmy ran up to tango, pulling him into a hug, pulling away then blushing. “Er hey guys, thanks fir coming.” “No problemo dude!” “Your welcome jimmy!” “Our pleaser mate”
Joel smiled and leant against jimmys arm “he thinks he carry the band but it’s actually me!” He git hard smack on the head with his drum sticks for that. “Surprised you can sing, your throat doesn’t hurt to much after last night.” Martyn chuckled as both tango and jimmy turn and odd shade of red.