Positively Spamming...Fic post
Hello all. I feel like I'm spamming, a little.
Anyhoo, I've been re-reading some of the classics and musing on Snuffy. And this little ficlet came out. It's pretty rough. I view it as pre-movie, but it could come at the beginning, I suppose...
It’s not fair. I saw him first.
Both of them.
Well, not first first, but first between them. I met Joey when he first came to Regis. And believe you me, it’s not easy getting that guy to pull the stick out of his ass. But when he does, he’s pretty okay to hang around. Just don’t let him lose his temper; he broods for days.
His first year here Joey roomed with some other student who transferred schools after, and he figured he could try and room with one of us. Phil won-or lost, depends on the day-and has been rooming with him for a while.
And things went fine. We all did our homework sometimes, most times just goofing off. Joey would sit and sketch when he wasn’t taking notes.
I tried, man. I tried everything but saying it flat-out. He was pretty, what can I say? I don’t discriminate. But he never picked up on my attempts, didn’t even blink.
And I’d almost been happy when my old man sent me to boarding school. I’d heard all sorts of stories about the fun that goes on in the dorms, figured I’d be racking up some good experience. But I was getting nothing from Joey, nothing from my first roommate, nothing from my current roommate, despite my best efforts. The only play I got was from a departing senior, and that was barely a grope in the bell tower.
I met Billy first, too. I’m the one who gave him and his father the tour of the campus when they came. His father tried so fucking hard to be cool and upbeat about having to send his son to another fucking school, probably his last hope. Billy had just looked around the campus, smirking if I said something that struck him funny. Looking back on it, I think he was sizing up the school grounds for prank potential.
I said I’d introduce Billy around when he came for real, show him some of the best hang-outs on campus. He seemed receptive to the idea, we exchanged handshakes, and he said he looked forward to coming to Regis. His dad looked relieved, as if he were ready to leave Billy there.
And then he met Joey, and the rest of us were background noise.
Damn it. They just skipped right over me and jumped all over each other.
I think.
The way they look at each other all the time, you’d think they would be fucking around. But Phil hasn’t said anything, far as I know he hasn’t even noticed.
I notice. I don’t know if they think they’re being subtle or not, but I notice. They’re all over each other, or want to be. They’re always right there in each other’s space. Intimate, I’d say. Like they’re meant to be, or some romantic shit like that.
But what about me? All I get is eye candy; no satisfaction for poor little Snuffy.
I saw him first.
Anyhoo, I've been re-reading some of the classics and musing on Snuffy. And this little ficlet came out. It's pretty rough. I view it as pre-movie, but it could come at the beginning, I suppose...
It’s not fair. I saw him first.
Both of them.
Well, not first first, but first between them. I met Joey when he first came to Regis. And believe you me, it’s not easy getting that guy to pull the stick out of his ass. But when he does, he’s pretty okay to hang around. Just don’t let him lose his temper; he broods for days.
His first year here Joey roomed with some other student who transferred schools after, and he figured he could try and room with one of us. Phil won-or lost, depends on the day-and has been rooming with him for a while.
And things went fine. We all did our homework sometimes, most times just goofing off. Joey would sit and sketch when he wasn’t taking notes.
I tried, man. I tried everything but saying it flat-out. He was pretty, what can I say? I don’t discriminate. But he never picked up on my attempts, didn’t even blink.
And I’d almost been happy when my old man sent me to boarding school. I’d heard all sorts of stories about the fun that goes on in the dorms, figured I’d be racking up some good experience. But I was getting nothing from Joey, nothing from my first roommate, nothing from my current roommate, despite my best efforts. The only play I got was from a departing senior, and that was barely a grope in the bell tower.
I met Billy first, too. I’m the one who gave him and his father the tour of the campus when they came. His father tried so fucking hard to be cool and upbeat about having to send his son to another fucking school, probably his last hope. Billy had just looked around the campus, smirking if I said something that struck him funny. Looking back on it, I think he was sizing up the school grounds for prank potential.
I said I’d introduce Billy around when he came for real, show him some of the best hang-outs on campus. He seemed receptive to the idea, we exchanged handshakes, and he said he looked forward to coming to Regis. His dad looked relieved, as if he were ready to leave Billy there.
And then he met Joey, and the rest of us were background noise.
Damn it. They just skipped right over me and jumped all over each other.
I think.
The way they look at each other all the time, you’d think they would be fucking around. But Phil hasn’t said anything, far as I know he hasn’t even noticed.
I notice. I don’t know if they think they’re being subtle or not, but I notice. They’re all over each other, or want to be. They’re always right there in each other’s space. Intimate, I’d say. Like they’re meant to be, or some romantic shit like that.
But what about me? All I get is eye candy; no satisfaction for poor little Snuffy.
I saw him first.