@Rhys group
Lucas laughs, “What can I say? I’m a confusing man.”
Lucas laughs, “What can I say? I’m a confusing man.”
Tristan snorts. "Damn straight."
Lucas grins, smiling. “I’m annoyed when it’s a surprise, but if I know it’s going to happe, then it’s okay.”
Tristan grins curiously.
"Really?"
“Yes, really.” He rolls his eyes, “I’m not a big fan of most surprises. Especially when they have someone manhandling me.”
Tristan chuckles before asking his phone what the time was.
"Well, this was a fun talk and all - but maybe you should get going." he says.
Lucas sighs, “I have 45 minuets, I’ll be fine, Tris.”
Tristan rolls his eyes. "Mm-hmmm."
He laughs softly, flopping down onto his bed.
Tristan starts to hum to himself, flopping down on the bed as well.
Lucas pulls out his phone, quiet, then, "Tris?"
Tris stops humming. "Yeah?"
Lucas looks at him, “Do you want to go out again after my class?”
Tristan tilts his head.
"You don't have anything after?"
Lucas shrugs, “Well, I mean. . . After my classes. I have 2.”
Tristan chuckles.
"Where do you want to go?"
“I don’t know. Just somewhere that’s not here.”
Tristan smiles.
"I'll set something up while you're gone then."
Lucas hums, “Please, nothing crazy.”
Tristan rolls his eyes and laughs.
"Sweetheart, you should know by now. . . I don't do sane stuff.
Lucas hums, “Nothing too crazy then. Please, ease me into it.”
Tristan snickers.
"I'll resist the urge to make a joke out of that and simply say this: I'll try, but no promises."
Lucas rolls his eyes, “Please, do make a joke about it.” He laughs softly, “I’m curious.”
"Instead of easing you into it. . . I'll ease it into you." Tristan chuckles.
Lucas laughs, covering his mouth, snickering, “Mhm. . .”
Tristan grins before rolling over, off the bed.
He lands with a solid THUNK!
Lucas blinks, moving over to him, “Tris— You just rolled off the bed— Are you okay? Do you need any help?“
Tristan makes a noncommital noise.
"I know I just rolled off the bed. I'm blind, not dumb. And yes, I'm okay, no I don't need help."
Lucas laughs softly, “Okok. . .” He backs away, “Whatever you say, Tris.”
Tristan laughs, sweeping Lucas's legs from beneath him, causing the other boy to fall face first onto Tristan's back.
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