Sadiq isn't allowed to have an easy life
Who: Sadiq Adnan (Turkey)
What: Stuck under a heavy bar of weights.
Where: In the school gym, off in the weight room.
Why: He says he just got tired out. In reality, Sadiq just wasn't strong enough to lift it and he was too headstrong to ask for a spotter.
When: After school.
( What a compromising situation... )
What: Stuck under a heavy bar of weights.
Where: In the school gym, off in the weight room.
Why: He says he just got tired out. In reality, Sadiq just wasn't strong enough to lift it and he was too headstrong to ask for a spotter.
When: After school.
( What a compromising situation... )
Far less panicked than Ludwig, he wanders over to Sadiq and leans over him, his expression very clearly asking 'What the hell are you doing?']
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[The Turk hardly noticed the lack of usual school uniform plus turban; he couldn't really get a good view from this position anyway. Not that he cared what Gupta was wearing. Deciding to offer a small pout in his stead, he finally breaks the silence that the Egyptian always brought with him] What're ya looking at?
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Heavy? [As in, is it TOO heavy for Sadiq?]
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[He takes in a deep breath. Sadiq didn't feel like he had gathered up enough of his dwindled strength back to push the bar back up and towards safety] How 'bout you go get us some muscle food to push this thing off~?
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[That would explain why the other wasn't getting up. Gupta frowned. How did his roommate find himself IN these situations to begin with?
Nodding, he wanders off, then returns in a few minutes with various pouches of candy. He holds one up, as if asking if it was okay. It wasn't his fault he didn't know what Sadiq meant by 'muscle food'!]
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[As Gupta returns with food, Sadiq smirked] Tch... Yeah, I guess that'll do~ Feed it to me, will ya? Hands 're a little occupied [Apparently, it was now the Egyptian's turn to do the feeding. Brown eyes glinting playfully, he opens his mouth and waits for the smooth treat to hit his tongue]
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[Rolls his eyes a little. He supposed it was fair. He moves himself over to Sadiq's head and sits by him, revealing that he was only in running clothes --namely, a pair of booty shorts (a gift from Liz, whom he barely knew but apparently liked buying random clothes for good looking boys) and a T-shirt with a black dog on it.
He reaches over and drops a few skittles in Sadiq's mouth. He somehow doubted that candy was going to help at all, but at least he was trying?]
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[Sadiq smiles his approval as some skittles are oh-so nicely plopped into his mouth. Rolling them around with his tongue and simply enjoying the sweet flavor, he takes a second to actually look over at his friend]
[Registering, registering... Finally, his face turns crimson as eyes widen] What the hell are you wearing?! [He would be leaping away in his shock had he not been pinned to the benching seat]
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...Gym... clothes...?
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[Face still burning, he turns his head completely so that he didn't have to look anymore. He felt like he was violating Gupta just by staring at him] I thought Egyptians liked too much clothing!
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[Points to his shorts, confused as to what Sadiq was getting so flustered about] These are a gift from friend. [Pause] Very rude to reject gift.
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[He was feeling unbearably awkward. Seriously, Sadiq was showing some real concern for his buddy here] Aptal... [Because calling him an idiot in a language they both understood seemed too mean]
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[Sadiq was feeling entirely too irritated for whatever reason. Looking out for Gupta proved friggin' difficult sometimes] Whatever... They look fine, I guess. Just don't talk to freaks like Francis, and you'll be good.
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[Blinks, still confused. He decides to drop the subject. He doesn't even know who this Francis person was anyways. Holding up the candy, he shakes it a little] More candy?
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